There is clamor outside, the screaming of girls, the curses of men as Alan watches from the carrier. He sighs, and stands up. Stretching his body, he walks outside, and is met by a gust of wind unlike any other.
He turns his head, his hair flailing in the wind as he gazes at the cause of the commotion. A big bird.
A really big bird, one so big you question how it flies without exhausting its mana reserves. Even Alan is shocked. He has to crane his neck all the way up to witness the bird in all her glory. It annoys him.
A falcon the size of an eight story building, supported by four pairs of wings and three pairs of legs, making it look like a strange chimera. Each of the wings gather electricity and store it to release as she wills, each one is also a different shade of blue, outlined with the same shade of yellow. Her beak is as big as the trunks of two elephants, and it is spiky, sharp, and a blade unlike any other.
