I took a bite and it turned out not to be so bad. I expected it to be repulsive, but instead it was quite tasty. The best description I have about the flavor. It tasted sort of like roasted Duck.I took a second bite and then another. Before I knew it, I had ate the whole thing. I started to get worried when I wanted seconds. I don't want to get used to this. When I thought about the demons having their day. I suddenly felt depressed.
Not wanting to eat the whole thing myself. I offered someone else a taste, after they asked what I was eating. I told them what it was and they still wanted some. After they informed me it wasn't crow after all. Needless to say I was overjoyed to hear that. Then I considered the source. Just like they got the verdict wrong. They killed the wrong bird too.
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