[The fire, fortunately, appears to be doing something. Fire, then. That's what it takes. What's less fortunate is the dark cloud of descending crows that rapidly start to divebomb the pair of limpets latched onto the scarecrow, trying to beat out the flames with their wings.]
If you can keep these off me -
[The knife is still more or less hilted in the scarecrow's back, and Chara isn't letting go, despite how viciously the thing twists and torques, trying to fling them off. In a brief half second they have to adjust their grip, they winkle a second knife from their pocket and set it on fire as well.]
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If you can keep these off me -
[The knife is still more or less hilted in the scarecrow's back, and Chara isn't letting go, despite how viciously the thing twists and torques, trying to fling them off. In a brief half second they have to adjust their grip, they winkle a second knife from their pocket and set it on fire as well.]
They're putting out the flames.