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“I
do feel a bit bad for the man, but you should have seen the expression of defeat on his face when the Mystsong Hawk made its move.” Miranda laughed as she swirled her wine.
“D-grades do tend to get a bit more flashy,” Jake agreed, chuckling along. “But I tend to find that scale and power don’t always correspond. The Thunder Roc could make giant lightning attacks, but they barely hurt. Well, hurt a little, but one would think a massive thundercloud did more damage.”
“Are all D-grades you’ve met birds? Oh, wait, you mentioned a mushroom.” She grabbed one of the small finger foods from the platter on the table.
Jake also took one of the small skewers with grilled meat, quite pleased with the food too. Food didn’t have any right to taste this good, but damn, was it heavenly. Or m
