The Chief Alchemist snapped his finger and Godfrey appeared in the middle of nowhere. He saw two phoenixes flying. One was a pure flame phoenix with four wings made of blazing flames soaring above the mountains.
Everywhere she passed became charred. Above the clouds was another phoenix, a lightning tendril phoenix. It was in its white harmless lightning state, its brightness shining through the clouds so what he saw wasn't a shadow but a shape formed on the clouds by its light!
Godfrey heard the flame phoenix cry out once more and the once harmless lightning phoenix turned golden. A great rumbling roared and thunder struck through the sky as the clouds were instantly vaporized.
It unleashed a lightning beam from its beak, melting open kilometers-long ravine through a mountain and deep into a forest.
