"It's finally dissipating."
The students waited until the widespread dust clouds subsided before they direct their feathers downwards into the deep crater where Beak Crusher and Gnihzur were supposed to have fallen.
"Heck, this place is so darn dark. I can hardly see a thing." Holly complained.
"Let me light it up for you!" Drazil ignited his crimson feathers that were attached to the top of his head; now giving luminosity to the dark tunnel.
Arriving at the bottom of the crater, the fledglings immediately spotted Beak Crusher's unconscious corpse lying among cuddling rubbles. Lots of hot smoke was oozing from his body. Surprisingly, he was still in one piece and breathing.
"What a plucking tough bastard." Drazil couldn't wrap his flaming head around the full extent of Beak Crusher's intensity. "I want to be as powerful as that plucker one day."
