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... m dissolved into a murder of crows—hundreds of them, each one a fragment of his essence. They swarmed Northern from every direction, a black cloud of talons and beaks and death energy.
Each crow could attack independently. Each one shared the collective’s awareness. Destroy one, and the others continue. Destroy a hundred, and he’d reform from the survivors.
’Distributed consciousness,’ Northern thought, watching the black wave descend. ’Like a hive mind, but more elegant.’
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