This flying creature resembles a vulture, but its wingspan exceeds five meters. Its feathers have a metallic gray-black sheen, and its beak and claws glint with a cold light.
It circles low in the cage with agitation, emitting sharp, piercing cries, and the wind stirred by its wings can be felt even through the cage.
"Iron-Feathered Vulture, ordinary Level 1 strength, a good scout for flying surveillance, not weak in aggression either, just a bit noisy," Tom wrinkled his nose.
Deep within the passage, faint roars and sharp hisses echo from what seems like an abyss.
The mixed energy fluctuations in the air grow increasingly complex and dangerous, carrying scorching fire, piercing cold, corrosive acidity, and a heart-palpitating shadowy disturbance.
Some of the creatures held in the cages have even more bizarre shapes, such as elemental entities assembled like rocks, hovering quietly in the center of their cages.
