Leylek himself shifts, his pupils dilating and his own blood rushing faster beneath his feathery hide, to get the last of his three between himself and the surprise ally sailing through the air the same way he would, were their respective positions exchanged (the iron-man had good masters, it seems) to slash and peck at the cornered ninja, the taste of the previous and, indeed, the taste of victory, still in his beak and on his tongue.

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Yeah, I'm pretty sure there were three and the bird downed only two. Moving to flank with Onka and flurry: (1d20+8)[24] (assumes flanking) for (1d8+6)[8]; and
(1d20+8)[20] (as above) for (1d8+6)[7]