In a dimly lit room, a man with a black mask and a thick beard kneels against a brick wall. Beside him, a small bird flies about, and a bird swings its wings, oblivious to the sudden gusts of wind that pass by. He begins to strike a point, sending debris flying in all directions, and the woman with a determined expression looks both excited and determined as she follows the scene. The scene is reminiscent of a life-sized, explosion-filled room.