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Hematite: Good.

Hematite looks at the birds chasing Jade.

Hematite: Sigh...

Hematite puts his arm up and whistles. All birds fly to him and land on his arm.

Hematite: From now on you shall serve me as my scouts.

All birds slowly begin to turn into crows.