The death of the third Demonized Crow obviously scared the remaining two, flying in the sky and not daring to come down again. The other ordinary crows, seeing the sudden appearance of strangers, no longer fought desperately and turned back into a cloud, "cawing" angrily as they covered the entire sky.
At that moment, Aiven could only think of letting out a heartfelt curse.
The sky was filled with ravens, being chased by "ravens," and the few strangely-dressed humans that appeared were also "ravens."
Today, he was simply at odds with ravens, as if he had stumbled into a raven's nest.
Now, as the crows left, only Aiven and a few peculiar people wearing bird-beak masks remained, making the atmosphere somewhat eerie.
"Who are you, and what are you doing hiding here?"
Since these peculiar people were the ones who shot down the large crow, Aiven didn't immediately see them as enemies. He patted off the raven feathers sticking to him and asked, albeit in a somewhat unpleasant tone.
