The ravens are behind her, a mass of black feathers and claws that harries her back as she runs. The pour into the building through the broken window, filling the space behind her.

The door she closed gives her a temporary reprieve - but only temporary. The bodies of the ravens melt and shift, and they become like a liquid that seems through every open crack.

Aira will not be safe for long; and still she will hear the sound of Maleficent's laughter.