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CLASH!
Before the crazed Falco were to hit me with its sharp beak, Blackie roared, swinging his claws and smacking the bird's head into the ground.
BAAAM!
"Craagh…"
Falco groaned in pain, its eyes were spinning, and its tongue was out, Mark and I ran to heal him, as the bird quickly widened its eyes.
"Crah? Craacaah!"
Suddenly, it seemed normal, it didn't seem threatening anymore, and it spread out its wings without any issues, greeting us happily.
"Did it go mad due to the power overload?" wondered Mark.
"Maybe…" I nodded. "Well! I'm glad he's back to normal… I think."
Falco seemed to have fully recovered from Blackie's powerful paw attack.
It was a bit rough but, I think it was… fine?
This seemed to have happened to Blackie too, but midway through he woke up from that "madness" that he got.
