With that, it mustered all the strength it had when breaking out of its shell, desperately flapping its almost cramping wings as it flew towards the southwest...
...
At the same time, in the ruins of Ondel Hill,
Amid the broken walls, four people and a beast were standing off...
Wanyang, or now known as Fire Yang, was panting heavily as he stared at the giant beast in front of him. Sweating profusely, he looked as though he had just been fished out of water. In front of him, two Beastman warriors were holding up their huge tusk shields in defense...
Behind these grievously injured triad, stood a skinny old Beastman priest, his face full of wrinkles, holding a bone staff, with a huge black totem on his back, and draped in an obviously oversized white sacrificial robe, seemingly dozing off mid-blink.
