"Tsk, cowardly crows. Go f*ck yourselves!" Myne vented, releasing the accumulated frustration from before, and slowly started flying away from the flock of crows. However, fate, it seemed, had a twisted sense of humor, what he never expected was that crows would turn out to be very obedient. No sooner had the curse left his lips, with a loud cry, crows instantly started jumping on each other without caring about gender.
Myne, who had hardly flown a bit away, was shocked beyond words at the scary sight of hundreds of crows crazily jumping on each other. He beat a hasty retreat, leaving the cawing chorus and acrobatic obscenity behind.
"Shit, what the heck were those crows doing? Did this happen because of my casual words? Wait, doesn't this mean I can control all the being here with just my words alone?" After entertaining such a weird thought, Myne quickly looked around and found another flock of crows chilling around on the roof of a random house.
