[It's an interesting ploy, actually, because it seems as though the lanky black monster in Fawkes's proximity is susceptible to precisely that variety of goading; for a second or two, his focus on Fawkes seems to wane, and he turns his attention more directly to Shuji.
Why don't you come save him, then? the crow says, openly inviting. Come and fight. The winner among us can keep him.]
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Why don't you come save him, then? the crow says, openly inviting. Come and fight. The winner among us can keep him.]