[ If summoned from the throne of heroes to serve at the behest of some sinful mage, Ozymandias could at least expect the human to be aware of the basics. Here, he is not so fortuitous, but overall... maybe this is a better situation. Especially for one so earnest. The chilling silence that fell upon them after the vulture's death pervades, even during their conversation. ]
This magic is a gift from my land's sun god, Ra.
[ Bending over, Ozymandias gingerly picks up the vulture with both of his hands. He plans to bury the bird, but it'll have to be in a less dangerous area. ]
We should make haste. There are likely more scavengers flying above.
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This magic is a gift from my land's sun god, Ra.
[ Bending over, Ozymandias gingerly picks up the vulture with both of his hands. He plans to bury the bird, but it'll have to be in a less dangerous area. ]
We should make haste. There are likely more scavengers flying above.