Ephemera readies his weapon and, even with her teasing, Lup can tell already how good a shot he actually is. While he shoots through some of the women, Lup casts another fireball and roasts one of the harpies that had been attempting to get behind them. The bird-woman shrieks, too human a scream for Lup's liking, and falls to the floor in a heap of burning feathers.]
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Hello, bird women. Meet bullets.]
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Ephemera readies his weapon and, even with her teasing, Lup can tell already how good a shot he actually is. While he shoots through some of the women, Lup casts another fireball and roasts one of the harpies that had been attempting to get behind them. The bird-woman shrieks, too human a scream for Lup's liking, and falls to the floor in a heap of burning feathers.]