Angele passed through the geese and then had a clear view in the front.
A large, twisted black canyon appeared below, separating the vibrant forest in half. There was a white waterfall on its edge, and Angele could hear the noise made by the water in the sky.
There were brown elephants and horned lions drinking from the river. The elephant calves were playing with lion cubs. The light of the setting sun illuminated the river and the animals' bodies. The place looked like a primeval forest.
Angele looked at the forest from the back of the eagle, his brow furrowed.
'This area is not populated by human beings and I can probably find a good location for my altar,' Angele thought as he checked the area below.
