The large griffin flapped its wings a couple of times in quick succession before planting her feet. His head immediately hung down as her eyes hardly opened.
Lyon got off the griffin before the rest did the same. He immediately caress her eagle head as he spoke softly.
"There, there, you did amazingly," said Lyon with a smile that brought his radiant charisma.
Porealus sighed, "I don't think the word low-profile is in his dictionary."
Renduval frowned as he looked at the young man casually drop the carcass of a kunpeng right in the middle of the yard.
"Oi Renduval, what is the meaning of this!"
Renduval raised his brows as he recognize the familiar voice. His eyes turned more lustrous as he turned around and saw the lady he was thinking of for quite some time.
"Luvia," Renduval called out her name. "How are you?"
