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The Chaos-birds are circling the becalmed Ethetron as Tanith chants over the Key. They draw together, ready to attack, but then suddenly break into shrieks of alarm. Like you they can hear the rustle and flap of leathery wings beating the air. The birds are thrown into a panic as the howling dragon falls upon them. The Ethetron is buffeted as the dragon and the Chaos-birds battle in mid-air.
