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((The Mon/Wen/Fri Double -- page 1 of 2))
Their wings were larger than the previous iteration of flying spawn. They were faster now and seemingly more organized as well. They snaked up into the sky in a spiraling formation, arching toward Hector--with the ones in front spewing acid for good measure.

Hector narrowly avoided them on their first pass, and they still clipped a couple of his cubes, disrupting the flow and his concentration for a moment, throwing him briefly off balance. He could sense the giant flying spiral curving back around for a second try, too.

But there was even worse news.

In a background thought process, he was trying to keep track of everyone else, including Roman, who'd been quite busy this whole time trying to keep those damn clouds from regathering. And he'd been doing a good job, as far as Hector had been able to tell, even managing to occasionally zoom down and help the others. He was even coming to help Hector now, for which Hector was grateful.

The problem was that there was a second group of clouds forming to the north, closer to where Chort was currently located.

And Roman obviously didn't know that. Voreese probably couldn't sense it, either, thanks to the Beast's aura.

So when Roman flew in and shattered the enemy's formation like a brick through glass, the first thing Hector tried to do was direct him north, but the wind at this altitude was howling too greatly. The monsters were still hounding them. And forty cubes were still orbiting Hector.

It was all too crazy. Roman battered a few more winged monsters and zipped off again, going in completely the wrong direction.

Hector saw no choice.

It was far away, but he had to try. He summoned all his concentration and launched a monster-filled cube at the second grouping of clouds. Then he launched another. And then a few more.

They all missed. They did, however, attract a few lightning bolts from the previously dark clouds.