[The remains are moving at a...very...slow pace. It might be neck and neck with a slug in a race.
The yatagarasu's eye seems untouched by the damage, at least now; as the pile started to pull apart and advance, little glimpses of the eye in the center of the mound came through. It seemed to focus on Balin after a moment.
...and then the ash pile seemed to gather and heap itself up a bit, just like a sadly flattened bird puffing out its feathers.]
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The yatagarasu's eye seems untouched by the damage, at least now; as the pile started to pull apart and advance, little glimpses of the eye in the center of the mound came through. It seemed to focus on Balin after a moment.
...and then the ash pile seemed to gather and heap itself up a bit, just like a sadly flattened bird puffing out its feathers.]