[It really is familiar. Familiar, and in an oddly safe way. Neither of them are in any position to lose their lives here. Maybe get banged up a bit, but they're not going to get killed fighting pelicans. Or worse, blighted.]
[They fall into a rhythm he didn't realize he missed. All it's lacking is magic crackling somewhere, or Rook doing something ridiculous.]
Got it! Assan - ! Down!
[Harding fires, and the griffon lands, hopping back and forth over the line of turtles, out of the range of smoke. He covers the front of the line, and Davrin the rear.]
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[They fall into a rhythm he didn't realize he missed. All it's lacking is magic crackling somewhere, or Rook doing something ridiculous.]
Got it! Assan - ! Down!
[Harding fires, and the griffon lands, hopping back and forth over the line of turtles, out of the range of smoke. He covers the front of the line, and Davrin the rear.]