numberless as the birds that are fluttering across the sky , and uproariously with momentary growls escaping from their unlovely lips , a hundred of busikus army , men that had been fully transmuted into eversoric form , emerged from the farthest tops of the nearby high trees , coming forth from the leaves and branches that put them out of sight , and swift like lightning , loud like thunder , they leapt their way in the air until they had launched down on diverse landings and they had stood perfectly still .