289 The Outbreak of War 1

The sky was awash with shades of grey. Large clouds moved rapidly to form clusters, then dissipating into thin air.

The earth trembled. On the green, grassy plains, numerous black cysts surfaced, as if they were tumors of the earth. They were like the beating of a heart, like actual organs.

Whoooshhh...

A few white-golden giant hawks soared across the sky, carrying silver armor-laden riders on their backs. The riders who wielded huge, long spears, were stained with dried blood all over their body.

A grey apex hawk spread its wings, flying below one of giant hawks.

There was a faint silver glow in the grey hawk’s vision, as it clearly surveyed everything that was happening below.

On the plains below, each one of the black cysts started to squirm. They had four mouths full of sharp teeth located at their sides. As their mouths continuously opened and shut, they spat out full-black, single-horned creatures.