The Black Wing's screams reached a fevered pich, its massive body convulsing before crashing to the ground with a thunderous impact. Levi was flung from its back, landing hard on the ground, the breath forced from his lungs.
The monstrous bird thrashed around with the last bit of its power and then silence descended into the surrounding.
For a brief moment, everything was still. The swirling vortex of Lunacy generated by their clashing skills dissipated, leaving the battlefield eerily quiet. Levi lay gasping for air, his body trembling from the immense toll of the battle.
Blood—both his own and the monstrous bird's—soaked his torn clothes, the government given uniform was now no more than rags, barely covering his body/