Neo felt satisfied as the bird cried.
He tied it above the mimicked flames before he walked toward the tree in the center of the farm.
The mimicked flames weren't strong enough to kill Timothy, but they would terrify the bird for centuries to come.
The other two ostriches didn't interrupt him.
If their eldest and fastest sibling couldn't stop Neo, then they could not do it either.
They merely watched, their large eyes filled with silent resignation.
Neo plucked an apple from the tree before returning to the starting point.
"You did it," Kane said with mixed emotions, his gaze shifting between Neo and the restrained bird.
"You don't look happy."
"The goal of the training was to teach you teamwork, but you brute-forced it," Kane replied. "Still, good work. If you can handle the birds alone, you should be a lot safer inside the Abyss of Nightmares."
While Neo talked with Kane, he noticed Percival staring at him.
