Compared to the Golden Griffon, Thaymos was supposed to be an outdated piece of junk, yet the readings of the Eyes of Menadion begged to differ.
"We have killed hundreds of monsters yet we haven't slowed down the Black Tide's advance one bit. Now we have to also deal with a lost city and as far as I remember, no one has ever managed to destroy one even on Garlen."
"No one but you." Inxialot Blinked himself, Raagu, and his undead army near Lith.
He was tired of screaming and there was no point leaving the Dread Knights behind. If they had to die again, they would do it to serve their master, not to play with monsters.
"Those were special circumstances." The Tiamat shook his head. "I think everyone remembers how things went when we faced the Golden Griffon without the blueprints. This is no different."
