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51| Summons a Flock of Owl Spirits

"It would be unfair if you started a fight against Sam. How about we start with me as a fellow bird summoner?" bargained Barbro.

"Well, fine. No problem," said Eryk. "Whichever I'll try."

Barbro sat in the nave beneath the missing white cross. He sat hunched over the empty altar table, and his legs dangled from the edge.

"Are you ready?" exclaimed the dove summoner.

"Come on, Eryk!" shouted Black from the balcony above.

"Give him a lesson, Barbro!" Sam shouted next to the crow.

"I am ready!" said Eryk.

Barbro whistled like he did back in Eryk's lair. Then there was the roar of hundreds of doves' wings that descended from the roof beams and landed at Barbro's feet.

"Okay, that's an awesome start," muttered White, tilting her head.

"I can't stand it," Black whispered, covering his eye with a wing. "Can the albino bird compete with hundreds of pigeons?"

Eryk stretched out his arms and summoned the birds with the power of his will. Eryk felt warmth rising from the bottom of his stomach. T
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