As the Evils of the Second-Layer World chatted excitedly, cheerful cries suddenly rang out in the distance: "A human!"
"A human has descended!"
"A human glowing gold all over!"
The many Evils perked up at those words.
They gazed toward the voices and saw densely packed, twisted buildings, endless Evils, and a vast sea of black.
The only thing they could not see was a human glowing gold.
"Why can't I see any golden light? Let alone a human?"
"Because all our other friends have surrounded him!"
"Quick, charge ahead and you'll see!"
"Didn't everyone say some humans came a while back? Too bad we charged too slowly then and missed them. If we charge faster this time, we'll definitely see."
"Even if we don't, we can get up close and sniff that human scent!"
The Evils surged, rushing forward like mad.
At that moment, Mountain Eagle lowered the feathers on his wings, then rose into the air and circled, telling the Route Runners waiting to travel the routes, "Wait here. I'll go grab a piece of human meat for the brothers to take as rations."
Flagpole Evil shouted, "Brother, take me along."
"I've never seen a living human."
Mountain Eagle thought it over, grabbed Flagpole Evil with one claw, then twirled him like a spear:
Flap!
Black, pitch-black flourishes bloomed from the spear. Very nice.
"Let's go!"
"Your big brother will show you the world today."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Clutching the flagpole, Mountain Eagle charged toward the surging tide of Evils ahead.
Only when he drew near did he realize there was something strange about this tide:
The Evils outside surged inward, while those inside scrambled and tumbled outward.
Still more Evils shot skyward like spinning black pillars, then fled madly into the distance, trailing billowing black smoke and