The arrangements were finished shortly after Aksai tamed the flying demon beasts once again.
The male and female Bluewind Eagles stood in the center of a formation circle Aksai had carefully carved with a mix of earth and wind-element runes, laced with the dark crimson symbols of the Heretic Dao. He stood tall, calm, as he raised his hands and activated the Spirit spell.
At once, the formation lit up.
The two eagles let out loud, painful screams. Their bodies trembled as runes began to crawl up their feathers like burning brands. Their wings shook violently. Bloody wounds tore open across their bodies—small at first, then deeper and longer. Feathers fell, red stained their brilliant blue coats.
Aksai's face remained calm, though a flicker of concern passed through his eyes. He reached into his storage ring and pulled out two glass vials filled with a bright green liquid. He uncorked them with a flick of his finger and levitated them toward the screaming beasts.
