"Ah! Mercy, my lady! My lady, mercy..."
A golden rope, one end tied to an eagle, the other end oddly looped around a mountain. Then, the sharp, knife-like gale swept toward the eagle, transforming the golden rope into a straight stick-like form.
Princess Iron-Fan stood quietly, holding a verdant Banana Leaf Fan, watching as the fierce wind gradually died down before lifting the fan again and gently waving it at the eagle.
With the swaying of the Banana Leaf Fan, the terrible gale burst forth once more, engulfing the voice of the eagle.
After waving the Banana Leaf Fan three times, Princess Iron-Fan raised her hand, and the golden rope was retracted.
The eagle, now bereft of the ability to even maintain basic flight, plummeted from midair and crashed heavily onto the ground.
So grand a being from the Demon King Realm, yet it couldn't even sustain its power of flight.
