The white linen rolled in midair and instantly transformed into a swarm of white crows. Their eyes were blazing red as they flapped their wings with a flurry of noise, cawing wildly, spewing acid and poisonous smoke across the sky in chaos, their sharp claws randomly scratching.
The momentary peace brought by the Calming Incantation was instantly shattered.
Screams, howls of pain, and angry rebukes, mixed with the messy little spells of the countryside wizards, flew around in this small bar, constructing a bizarre scene along with the shattered bottles, dispersed liquor fumes, and burning wood.
Seizing the chaos of the moment, the bar owner discreetly flipped open a hidden door behind the bar, attempting to slip away silently.
"Furry Bean!"
Following a slightly annoyed voice, a grey dog suddenly appeared in the corner between the bar and the wine cabinet, like a whirlwind, biting the ankle of the middle-aged wizard.
A miserable cry ensued.
