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The crazed cultist whirled around aiming his heels at Night and lashed out. Night dodged, but not far enough. The buck's heels cut Night's skin, but not before he dealt a little damage of his own.

Night's reactions were a little slow from his long ordeal. The cultist recovered from the surprise of the winged intruder quicker than Night did. He managed to get a n** out of Night's hide, but Night reared up and struck the last blow as his hooves came down on the crazed kin's head.

With the cultist buck laying at his feet, Night looked around at the surrounding crowd. A small doe wheeled and ran back into the trees. The rest quickly followed suit.

In place of where they had stood, several snakes lay dead. Night knew these to be the snakes that had killed his small avian friend. He realized now that the snakes had come for him and the bird had chased them off, at the cost of his own life.

The scene before him faded. Blinking his eyes, he found himself laying in the spot that he remembered falling asleep in. And not one that was surrounded by red vines. As his mind cleared, Night realized it had all been a dream. Just a dream? he thought. Why then, did he feel so exhausted? He didn't dare let himself go back to sleep lest the dream come back. Wearily raising his body, he went off in search of a hearty meal.