entering the walls

The sky cracked open as a colossal rift appeared, spilling forth an enormous bird with fiery wings unfurled, stretching wider than any normal creature could ever hope to span. The bird wasn't merely large—it was magnificent, a true behemoth of the skies. Its feathers were a blend of earthy brown and gleaming gold, each one exuding a sense of untouchable royalty. Crowned upon its head was a wreath of forest vines, intricately woven and crowned as if placed there by nature itself, bestowing it an aura of both grandeur and mystery.

"Kraacraw!" It screeched, an ear-splitting cry that reverberated across the plains. Jack and the others, gathered below, squinted up in awe and mild disbelief as the creature descended. Dust and sand billowed around them, blown up by the gale of its powerful wings, stirring the air into a turbulent storm of grit and awe.