In the stillness of the dawn that was still shrouded in darkness, at the western end of Jawadwipa, a large bird sped up in the sky. Its form is like an eagle but with bluish feathers.
The soldiers on patrol did not notice that the great bird circled the magnificent palace below, nor did the soldiers patrolling the roofs of the palace.
The bird seemed to pay attention to the condition of every building that made up the palace below, its gaze was so sharp and shiny.
Then its gaze fell on a tall tower-like building in the southern part of the palace itself. It flapped its wings, then dived very quickly toward a window. So fast that in an instant, the bird was in front of the window.
Just as it looked like it was about to hit the window, the bird turned into a puff of smoke, disappeared, and suddenly was in the room behind the window in a different form.
