"Fuuu..."
Berkah filled his lungs with the air of home, and felt his tense muscles relax, his mind at ease, and a sense of safety and comfort washed over his entire feathered frame.
Thud! Thud!
[Hm? Why the fuck is it raining birds?]
A huge chunk from a flock of migrating birds who were flying above Berkah, suddenly fell inside the crater where he and his subordinates stood.
[Ah... My Mana is leaking out...]
He sprung forth his Mana Dome and turned to the dead birds splattered all around him like cherry tomatoes.
[It's been while since I've...]
He extended his hand slightly and...
Swirl!
Thin strands of red smoke swirled from the bird carcasses and entered Berkah's moutg.
"Tch... That wasn't even an appetizer."
He grumbled and turned to his subordinates who were analyzing their surroundings.
