The harsh yet calming sound of waves crashing against the sandy shores can be heard from a distance. A warm summer breeze brushes past a large patch of flowers, causing them to sway against the wind. The cluster of blossoms follow along either sides of a path that lead to the villagers' homes.

One of them, specifically a monotone and simple light gray house with a black roof, was emitting a loud banging noise. The sounds of hammering resonate through the walls as the window reveals a burly eagle forging away at a small metal sculpture on his work desk.

By the side, a high-end stereos was busy playing some music as the eagle hammered away with a concentrated look on his face.