« And everything had an end. Not only the Light beings knew it at that time, but all those that fought for the cause also. The Shadow beings were breathless, watching the horrible event happening right into their eyes. The Great Raven was shot down. And then, when there was no hopes of winning, the shadow master opened his eyes and yelled. Yelled of pain, of regret. And for the sake of revenge. Emyra, the tyrant and ruler of the Light beings, flinched, while looking at Raven being engulfed by black clouds. And then, the nothingness. There was no noise, no movement; just this horrible impression of oppression, announcing something really bad to all those that defied him. Raven literally exploded into a thousand of deadly and vengeful crows, attacking with no mercy the Light beings and all those against him. Emyra misjudged his powers and his will. The Shadow beings gained of confidence and went back to the war which was not their afterall. They were tired of injustice and judgments and the only way they could gain their cause was by defeating them on their proper way: war.» Done with china ink and 2HB mecanical pencil. A 5 hours' job. © me.