[b]Klunk Fortress, Courtyard[/b]

[i]Price of overconfidence[/i]

My left wing would quickly shield my face and chest as a reaction, I'd wince as the needles pierced through the flesh of the membranes of skin on my wing. They'd be stuck in the now bleeding flesh of the extra limb as I quickly lept off of the General, though rage still filled me I noticed that I was surrounded.