[Dark's flying in the air, close to the ships, throwing what seem to be glowing feathers. The feathers embed themselves into the ship closest to him and then explode, causing gaping holes in the hull. The harpies swarm towards the openings and make the holes larger, some disappearing to grab those still trapped inside.
Dark's already moving to the next ship, dodging the incoming fire, fingers gripping more black glowing feathers. The process repeats.]
Dark's already moving to the next ship, dodging the incoming fire, fingers gripping more black glowing feathers. The process repeats.]
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