iv) Abianarin, seeing the many eyes

Abianarin, seeing the many eyes, waves her arms in balletic gestures as she mutters something unintelligble. In a swirling blur, the loose silks of her garments blend and contort until they resemble a flock of gyuju birds: all greasy feathers and gnashing beaks. Even Abia’s chanting takes on the aspect of the foul raptors.

The illusory gyujus, in a vicious cacophony, make for the glowing eyes above, sending the thousands of creatures shrieking from their roosts in the gloom.

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