The one who knew

He had found it finally, after ages.
Finally he had found the Grytawus.
The last of it's kind, it was a massive bird.
Capable of lifting even the biggest creatures.
Humans believed it dangerous, but he didn't.
He was prepared.
And his pray was in this forest, now nothing could stop him.
Then he heard a scream behind him.
A loud scream, but a human scream.
He smiled and turned around, he saw a young " human ".
He turned around and looked at it, and tried to remember it's language.
But before he could find a way to get it to go away.
It said something he didn't exactly understand except for the word " big bird ".
Then a massive shadow sweeped over the human and a massive bird plucked it from the ground.
He threw a dagger.
He heard two cries.
Something big fell out of the sky.
He smiled and walked away.