Raven Chum

In the vast blue afternoon sky, a huge snow-white fox was peacefully floating in the air, the giant furball putting the soft and fluffy clouds to shame. 

Atop this furball, there was a man, only barely visible, as he was sunk into the white fluffy bed. He seemed to be in a state of deep heavenly sleep that could make anyone jealous.

However, all of a sudden, this wholesome calm scene was disturbed.

KRAA! KRAA! KRAA! KRAA!

A dozen ravens appeared out of nowhere, seemingly descended from the heavens above, and started attacking chaotically.

"Again?" Liam's eyes flashed with a murderous glint as he swung his sword around, slashing at the pitch-black birds. 

And this time, they were not merely Level 20 birds.

They were around Level 30 and clearly had the potential to do sizeable damage and perhaps even magic.

As if answering his own thoughts, Liam also noticed tiny wisps of black smoke around these ravens.