"Thunk" followed by a "Sqwaw" comes outside of my building.

I sigh in relief that the Carbon Fiberglass worked. I walk to another window and poke my head out to see a rainbow collection of Harpies, madly flapping their feathers, trying to break through our windows.

"Go around, or hell go above. We've been over this I don't know how many times I've told you, don't go through our windows." I close the window as I hear another thunk.

I shake my head. Damn degenerates. They understand me though. We've talked before. They just have no interest in listening to me.

I go back to sorting books in our library.

I carry a stack of books over to the ladder.

"Thunk" hits the window.

I climb upward

"thunk"

I climb to the top and start putting some of the books away. This library is magical. Both metaphorically and physically. Countless books were contained within these walls; some were filled with spells, some filled with potions, and others contained tales of the noble heroes of our realm.

I put the last book on the shelf. I step down completely and the window shatters followed by a tidal wave of Harpies.

"No! Out!" I yell. One dives for me so quickly reach into my pouch of magic powder in my hip pocket. I pull the sand-colored pouch up and grab a pinch of it as I flick powder into his face. He instantly freezes midair, floating around mid-air in a haze.

I roll to the next main ground, pulling out a handful as I come back up off the ground. I toss it into the middle and they freeze similar to the first Harpie as I get the last of the Harpies.

"No fair" One of them says, still dazed.

"Out, Out now!" I command. They shuffle out.

"Damn birds" I mutter as I attempt to cast a spell on the window to keep the Harpies out.