The Baby Eagles' First War (2)

When the necrophagous eagle was flying in mid-air, it loosened its claws and let go of Right.

Screech~

Right cried out in alarm and hurriedly flapped his wings, producing "pff pff pff" sounds.

Although the feathers on his wings were fully grown, they were too short, and his wings were too weak. Even a chicken could fly better than him as his chubby body continued falling downwards.

If all went to plan, he would fall heavily on the stones, and the necrophagous eagle could then take the opportunity to peck him to death.

Luckily for the baby eagle, there was some wind today. Although he couldn't fly, he still had wings. As he spread out his wings in the wind's direction, he suddenly flew away like a kite.

"Screech screech screech~" Right flapped his wings haphazardly. He'd already flown away from the top of the cliff and fell downwards as he struggled.