Flames licked the lion's fur at just the tips of its beautiful mane. It looked nothing short of majestic. The lion bowed to the phoenix in the sky and walked off and relaxed under one of the trees at the far end of the battlefield. It was only then that the artras noticed the Great Beasts were surrounding them and watching everything from a distance. They bore no malice and merely stayed to watch the spectacle unfold. One would surmise that these were sentient beings that were also capable of speech.