Behind him, the sound of a rattling flight had already begun to sound. The wind from which their wings fluttered brought a strong butterfly effect, and gusts of wind began to blow in the cave, making it impossible to get up at all.

Flocks of human-faced eagles, the tide generally surging in the cave, swept in our direction.

I was so frightened that I knew I couldn't escape, so I just lay on the ground and beckoned my grandfather to lie down as well.

Soon, the black-pressed human-faced eagle flew over us, but fortunately they didn't seem to notice us, okay......