Xerxes, The God Of Sand

The Birdman was waling towards the five of them, and the way he was looking at them sent chills down Zephyr's spine. He was terrified of the strength that was shown, and the Aura exuded by the birdman was something he would never be able to counter.

"I will give you one chance. Leave or perish", he said as he stood with his arms folded across his chest. He took to the skies with one flap of his wings, was looking down on the five of them.

One of the five put his blade back and began to walk away. He sensed something that the others didn't, and he knew it was futile for him to warn them. 

"I'll just wait for them to realize that they are no match for that person in the sky. And seems like the legend is true. I must let the leader know of this", he muttered as he walked away.

The other four readied their weapons and took their stances to fight against the Birdman. He laughed out loud as he looked at the four fools that were beneath him.