The denizens of the Fifty-Two Territories all had their heads raised up, a fearful and suspicious look seeping from their eyes.
Amidst the dark skies filled with an enormous number of black dots, a few beasts abruptly enlarged in the people's view, their bodies appearing grayish in color. They flapped their savage wings and whipped their terrifying claws, creating destructive storms as they made their way down.
In those beasts' eyes was a vacant yet bloodthirsty gaze while their mouths kept drooling without a stop, their drool appearing extremely acidic as they seemed to even sear the air. Their razor-sharp teeth seemed to be even more terrific than what Magical Beasts possessed, some long and sharp, some even stabbing their own face as they made their way out, causing them to look more brutal.
"Flee!!!"
