Wilderness
Jeremy is rushing forward. He has yet to see the outline of the bedrock mountain. His vision is zoomed in. He is looking at the sight far ahead.
Screech!
He hears the bird cry again. He thinks the bird is enraged. He didn't fall into its trap, but the sense of crisis hasn't diminished yet.
He knows that the sense of crisis won't go away as long as the beast's gaze is locked onto him. The crisis of death will be there.
Screech!
The flying eagle sees that its human prey is slipping away. It has to take action quickly. The flying eagle makes a decision.
The huge, monstrous body descends all of a sudden. The eagle eyes of the beast lock onto the fleeing prey.
Boom!
As it descends, the wind force sweeps away the surroundings. The green trees, bushes, and rocks are swept away by the force.
The flying eagle's body moves forward. The steel-like wings cut down the tall shade trees. None of them stand in the way.
