To the east of Thorn Tooth Forest.
On the horizontal branch of a towering ancient tree stood a falcon with gray feathers.
The falcon wore leather armor and had a *Book of Lords* hanging from its waist.
At this moment, it stood dumbfounded on the thick branch, staring in horror at the explosions and flickering lights in the distance.
"Hey! What are you standing there dazed for? What's exploding over there? Such commotion!"
Below the tree, a massive brown bear stood upright. Its fur gradually receded, transforming into a muscular middle-aged man.
"It's, it's over. It's the Undead Scourge. The undead are coming," the falcon said fearfully.
"Scourge? What scourge? Look at you with that scared little bird expression!" The brown bear man cursed, starting to climb up the trunk.
When he had just climbed onto the branch, his expression suddenly changed.
He felt a chilling sensation on his back, an overwhelming fear deep in his heart, spreading throughout his entire body.
