The strange bird, after its bizarre display, finally came to a halt. Its massive frame settled into stillness, and it stared at Feng Chen with eyes that had lost their earlier hostility.
For a long moment, there was only silence, broken only by the soft rustle of the wind through the trees.
The bird's gaze, once predatory and fierce, had become… softer. Almost as if it was looking at him with recognition. Feng Chen frowned, unsure of what to make of it.
He opened his mouth to speak, but then paused, his eyes narrowing.
"Wait… am I tripping, or is that bird shrinking?" Feng Chen muttered, blinking as the massive creature before him began to rapidly diminish in size.
Its wings folded inward, its massive body compressed, and in a matter of moments, the towering beast had transformed into something small and fluffy... a newborn chick, glowing faintly with purple light, its feathers still shimmering like fire.
