The colossal figure stepped out of the light, and as its wings spread, the golden feathers immediately burst forth radiance akin to that of the sun.
The pitch-black night turned instantly into the dawn of a rising sun.
A sense of holiness and majesty swept through the area near 111 Duron Street.
The group hidden within the coconut grove, cloaked in black, fell to the ground with piteous cries.
White flames ignited upon their bodies.
Rapidly, they were turned to ash.
Then came the Revival Society.
Without any room for resistance, everyone, including the one transformed into the leader by the tempest, was engulfed in white flames.
Especially the former, who quite straightforwardly vaporized as he was 'plucked' out from the gales.
The black creature, snake-like and eel-like, sought to escape.
