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     Now without her sword, the servants surrounded Pandora.  A shovel arced towards her arm but she deflected it upwards with her forearm.  The next attacked her chest, but she knocked it downward into the dirt.  As that attacker stumbled into the pile she grabbed him by the tie and punched him repeatedly in the face.  A shovel slammed into her back.  Twisting, she saw it falling towards her face.
     A loud shriek rang from above and the raven dove into her attacker.  It clawed and pecked at the reptile-woman’s face.
     “Come to me!” Pandora called her sword, raising her hand to catch it.