The golden firebirds were screeching, their cries like thunder.
They circled in the night sky, looking down upon humanity.
Countless speckled monkeys jumped up and down on the branches of red-tailed trees in the distance, watching the excitement.
These creatures of the mining areas clung tightly to their defensive lines, seeming to only attack humans if they approached their range.
Or perhaps the self-annihilation of humans seemed so irrational to them.
As seconds and minutes passed, the already chaotic situation became even more tumultuous.
Apart from the cries of birds and beasts, the air was filled with hair-raising laughter.
These chuckles became more and more prevalent, like a flame burning away humanity, growing fiercer with time.
Song Que's original plan had been to wait for reinforcements.
Everyone had delved deep into the territory, not just for internal strife but naturally to investigate and discover what was happening in the depths of the Red Earth Forest.
