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I didn’t understand what Isaac meant.
"Tilt the world…?" I asked.
Perhaps realizing something was wrong, the two angels before us showed signs of unease.
"The heretical bird of the Apocrypha!"
"This place must be defended at all costs."
Naneow glanced at the crow with anxious eyes. I remembered that I had never told her about Isaac.
She twisted through the angels’ relentless attacks in midair with ease, her balance so flawless it seemed absurd. Against foes with six wings, she moved as though mocking gravity itself.
Isaac lifted his beak and gazed back at her. He said with a clear voice, "Naneow Tropin. Focus on the battle."
Isaac had never spoken like that before; the space he cloaked around himself vibrated precisely with his intent to produce sound.
Naneow scowled, unshaken by the phenomenon. "I am focusing, you ominous, unknown crow!"
Her confusion felt genuine because she truly had no idea what he was. One of the angels dropped to the ground, as if deciding aerial combat was not to their advantage. With their shield...
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