A new day had broken, bathing the forest in warm hues of orange and gold.
The light filtered through the dense canopy, casting dancing shadows across the cave's entrance.
Inside, the atmosphere was both serene and charged with an underlying tension.
Feng Chen stood at the threshold, eyes fixed on the egg that now housed Yi and Yang, sealed in their shell for five long years.
The surface of the egg shimmered faintly with its black and white scales, as if breathing in sync with the world.
Purpy was absent, but the noise outside hinted at its presence.
The cacophony of flapping wings and sharp bird cries reached Feng Chen's ears, piquing his curiosity.
Taking a cautious step out of the cave, his gaze fell on the scene before him... an assortment of giant birds, their talons and beaks tearing into what remained of the Dan sisters.
