The Golden Crow spreads its wings, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky, with clusters of large fireballs swirling below, the golden flames covering the sky and blocking out the vastness.
"Chirp!"
Amidst the sea of flames, a Golden Crow looks upward and cries, tilting its head towards the mountains below.
A fire dragon is unleashed from its mouth, forming a small sun in mid-air, rolling down toward a giant child in the mountains.
Confronted with the descending sun, the child shows no fear but rather eagerness, stepping firmly on the ground, ready to collide with the flames.
However, an arm like a mountain ridge falls from the sky, grabbing the small giant child and carrying it on the shoulder, and with a massive club made from the bone of an indeterminate wild beast, it shatters the falling sun.
