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Cinnamon had not seem combat for over eight years, and was covering her head and trying not to weep as a cacophony of screeching and the clanging of swords filled the darkness above and around her. At last, she dared to look, and by the dying embers of their campfire she identified their attackers - harpies! A small flock of them! They appeared as hideous, unclothed women with the talons and wings of birds. Cinnamon shuddered in revulsion at their ugliness, and was immediately inclined to fix her hair before hiding her head again.
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The fight was looking dire, with everyone wounded in some capacity and losing steam fast, when Jessamine released a decisive surge of energy that killed one of the harpies and immediately sent the others scrambling to escape.
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The party emerged victorious, but Hendon, who had been on the frontlines, collapsed, badly wounded, as they fled.
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One of the beasts scored its claws down Cinnamon's back, creating a serious wound.
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The harpies were scared off, but as they flew away, they bore Imo aloft, and vanished with him, his last cry for help echoing in the night.
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The party fended off the monsters with no serious losses.
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