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In mid-air, a tiny silhouette flitted through the cloud layer. Various bizarre shapes of the Dark Creature Tribe danced in the gale, oblivious to the dark streak speeding by, as if there was no gap at all.
Occasionally, an unlucky Dark Creature would find itself directly in the path, and in an instant, with a bang, it burst into a cloud of blood mist, exploding in the air. The nearby dark creatures were immediately filled with terror, yet they sensed no hint of danger or saw any sign of an enemy. Some chose to flee far away, while others began to flap their wings, scrambling to feed on the flesh and blood of their companion.
Seconds and minutes passed in the high altitude above the Dark Mountains and Rivers Area.
A massive black whiskered whale swam leisurely, its hefty body and fins covered in dense barnacle-like flesh tumors. The tumors were also pitch-dark but every so often would turn gleaming white.