Fusion!

"I must retrieve the crow," the shaman mused, his voice laced with an unmistakable sense of urgency. He understood the dire situation at hand—the three-eyed crow was rapidly losing its strength and needed his intervention.

He knew that without his direct influence, the three-eyed crow would be no match for the Black-feathered Lightning Eagle. With a burst of dark energy, the shaman vanished from his current location, leaving behind nothing but a faint trace of his malevolent aura. His singular objective was crystal clear: to rescue the faltering crow, execute his calculated plan, and regain control of the battle.