There is a THRACK and.. suddenly, whether the other eye was hit, or August struck something vital in the deeper wound, or Temerity managed to hit actual throat, or Claire managed to pierce feathers to get it's angry heart... the chimera gives it's last angry selfish gobble... and finally dies, the resentment that held it destroyed, it burst forth in it's once captured charity and gratitude... Turkeys, at least twenty five of them start to fall, ready for cooking, SEVEN rich hams... may seem short on the ham department, but then there are two goose meals ready to be seized, and two ducks ready for roasting!