Half of the small island that was located in the middle of two crossing rivers was lit by the light emitted by the flames of the spooky green bronze lamps. Dense streams of freezing yet immense power were rising directly into the air. The whole island seemed to have been isolated from the surrounding areas by the green light and those power streams, into an independent, mysterious world.
In the bird nests built on the shoal, the baby chicks were now all huddled up under the wings of their parents and were afraid to move even a little bit. With the instinct that they possessed deeply in their bloodlines, these creatures had somehow perceived the existence of an extremely powerful and dreadful being in their immediate vicinity.