The air stirs, wind blowing around the world in an aerial dance. The clouds in the sky suddenly split apart as if they themselves revere their deity. A ray of light shines down, a faint black silhouette of a wingless serpent snaking down through the sky. It coils in place, glaring down at the horizon. A fearsome cry ripples through the air—

SKRREEEEEWW-EEEOOOOUUW!

—and all is still.

WHO GOES THERE? WHO DARES TRESPASS UPON MY AIRSPACE?