As the dust settled, the world seemed to pause.
Silence.
Stillness.
And then—
BOOM!
An explosion of movement!
Glock'Nine shot to his feet like a crazed demon! His scarlet feathers shimmered, his massive wings flared out, and his chest puffed up so high that it looked like it was about to explode!
Then—
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
A thunderous, bone-rattling laugh tore through the battlefield.
It wasn't a normal laugh.
It was the kind of laugh that shook the heavens.
The kind of laugh that could make mountains tremble.
The kind of laugh that only a truly deranged, newly-empowered rooster could produce.
Glock'Nine threw back his head and let out a victorious, screeching cackle that made the Henragens flap their ugly wings in both awe and terror.
His beady eyes blazed with a frenzied light.