Unicorn Sacrifices
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Flack witnessed these scenes and could not halt the anger hat was flaring up within him. His body was now leaning heavily forward and beginning to descend.
‘But it is not fast enough,’ he told himself, as his mighty wing’s beat the air, huge mighty beats, becoming faster and faster. Flack’s body pumped all of his energies into his wings, powering them into a downward flight that was assisted by gravity itself and, as the ground came looming toward him, Flack pulled back and began to level out his flight.
He was coming fast towards the humans from their right-hand side, gliding silently, hearing their chants and shouts, smelling their evil stench, and hating them even more than he could ever have imagined. He approached them silently from a direction they cared nought about.
Their weapons were clear to him now, as was their evil human heads.
Swiftly, he had pulled himself from his dive to level out at just about the right height above the human heads and then he flew as a shooting star himself and then, as he went blazing across the humans, his hooves caught many with blows to the head, blows that he knew they would not walk away from to kill any other beasts again. The humans dropped in the same way that birds had dropped after being struck mercilessly by human arrows and spears.
Eventually, he reached the end of the long line of humans, leaving many dead and injured humans behind him as he gracefully swept up into the higher air. Not one human weapon had come towards him such was the shock of his attack.