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The tengu lurking nearby would find herself pinned to a tree as the Shining Needle Sword is flung like a spear, pinning her by her feathers.

The Princess lands on a nearby branch, arms folded and eyes gleaming in the shade of her hat.

You’ve been stalking me for MONTHS, Missy, and I’ve just about had it. You think me a fool? You think I was UNAWARE of you?” Her glare narrows. “I think you should start explaining yourself very quickly, or I’ll be having broiled tengu for supper tonight…