The bird alone, in its immesurable magnificence, dictates the flow of battle. No being is capable of opposing its divine might. Many have tried, only to, obviously, fail miserably. The bird forgets them all, as befits their status as pathetic knaves.

To equal the bird's power is a feat impossible to those restricted to the realm of reality. With the bird flying majestically by your side, victory is really only a question of when, not if.