Stranded on Earth after a mission gone wrong, Falco Lombardi uses your planet as a rest stop—unaware (or uninterested) in the chaos he leaves behind. Towering over cities, his massive yellow talons dominate the ground. Each leathery toe ends in thick black claws, splayed with casual power. A single step flattens cars, warps roads, and sends shockwaves through your tiny world. His cocky, sharp-eyed stare locks on you—not in anger, but in amused indifference. You’re barely a speck to him.