Far away from the Super Mega Herd.
Marcus sped through the air with every flap of his pair of big black wings.
The night wind harmlessly slashed through his inky black feathers. Behind him, two streams of smoke trailed him, having come from his two wings.
Some distance in front of him, a flaming bird flew fast, flapping its ignited wings frantically to escape Marcus.
Not too far from them, a very tall tree stood in the fields of the wild plains, like a pillar of heaven.
The three was thick and the height couldn't be immediately measured. The highest point of the tree was about a hundred meters from reaching the clouds.
This kind of tree was incredibly rare in the whole wild plains and was usually inhabited by powerful creatures.
Marcus could see the distant tiny figures flying about from his position. His eyes narrowed, the white rings in his eyes shining brightly with a crazy amount of tyrannical intent.
