"The chickens have come!
They must die! All of them!
Dont look at me like that! Hurry! They will kill you too!

WATCH OUT!!"

She jumped infront of her companion, stopping the mad hen from pecking at him. With a cluck the hen bounced off of Velat's scaled chest and fell to the floor. In a frenzy of dirt and feathers it called forth its baby chicks. It was now a hoard of them, clucking, flapping wings, kicking up dust.
What had happened to New Trismus?! It has been overrun with chickens! She could not let this happen! They must all die!
The Withered Aegis took the dead from the ground, the souls from the living, but they will not take our chickens!
She clawed at them, a bite here a bite there. A prime bolt to the Hens, smoldering their feathers and causing a nice scent to wraft through the air.
The battle was long but soon it had ended. She turned to face her companion to see if he was safe. He just stood there, staring at her with a raised eye brow.

"What? Did you not see that?"

He just smiled and shook his head.

"Fine! But next time they attack you, dont expect me to save you!"

And she turned around and headed for the portal. Though it was a good battle, there was not enough blood shed for her liking, just too many feathers...