The fighting here was spectacular. Elsewhere, it was downright strange.
Where Crow stood, crows now covered the ground.
Just two minutes earlier, Crow had arrived on this battlefield.
Dressed entirely in black, with an eerie black mask to match, he was a frightening sight.
For a moment, the soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom hardly dared approach him.
But Commander-in-Chief Leweir had issued strict orders. Uneasy as they were, the soldiers had no choice but to face him.
Several squads charged at Crow at once.
Crow watched coldly as the soldiers came at him from every direction. He felt nothing.
He raised a hand, and flocks of crows gathered from who knew where.
A black mass of crows filled the battlefield, so dense they threatened to blot out the sun!
"Whoa! Where did all these crows come from?"
"They're so damn noisy!"
The crows' sudden arrival got on the soldiers' nerves.
"That guy in front of us must be behind this!"
"I heard everyone in the Chris Pirates has some kind of strange power."
"This must be one of his abilities."
A squad captain eyed Crow gravely.
The sudden arrival of so many crows gave him a sense of danger.
Another squad captain scoffed. "Looks like a cheap stunt to me."
"The Chris Pirates sure love flashy tricks that don't do a thing."
"They're just a bunch of lowly crows. What can they do?"
"What, are they going to eat us?"
The other soldiers burst out laughing.
None of them took the crows seriously.
The oppressive feeling Crow had given them faded considerably.
In their eyes, Crow now seemed no more than an ordinary trickster.
The soldiers of the Pudora Kingdom pressed forward, looking for a chance to attack him.
Crow watched them coldly and lifted a hand. A mass of