C856 The Beginning of Killing

In a desolate depression, a giant golden-furred bird landed here. It docilely did not cry out, and also folded its wings and did not flap randomly.

He only raised his long and huge neck and stretched out in the middle of the grass, looking for food to eat.

On the grass beside the giant golden bird, there were five people standing in three different places.

One of them was standing on a rock