"I'm not sure what I'm more worried about. The bird falling and crushing us, or him shaken and falling. Either way, it's no use doing nothing..." Rayra stated. Reattaching his axe, the gnoll took up the sword Mark had dropped. Taking careful aim, he waited until the great bird's beak was wide open, and heaved, sending the sword flying with deadly accuracy. The results were rewarding, and the blade drove itself up into the top of the bird's head...