The Beginning of the War

Looking up into the sky, gray clouds floated and obscured the sun. The golden light that once shone down onto the earth grew dim. The sound of humans’ and animals’ footsteps could be heard as the troops marched towards the White Rocks Plain. From time to time, the sound of swords against iron shields could also be heard.

In the sky, a group of over a hundred bestial birds was flying in the sky above. On their backs were mages with an intimidating aura around them. But if you look carefully, you would see that among these bestial birds, there was one particular bird that seemed different from others. This bird was three times larger than the other beasts. Its wings were black as a jet. Its head down to its neck was pure white and its beak was sparkling silver. The small black curvy horn on its head was a strange sight. Its amber eyes were sharp as if capable of seeing all things below.