Walker felt that he and the light elemental spirit could use all the mana they could muster and never pull even a little of the light elemental mana from the pure light griffon. The mana was more than just under its' control. It was as if the mana was bowing to it.
Barry was looking at the griffin knowing that it looked beautiful and calm but could unleash a devastating rage in the blink of an eye "Just stay close and be ready to fall behind the wall and the shield. Hold it up too. When the attacks happen we may be hit in the crossfire." Barry never showed his worry or stress, but at this moment his voice waivered enough to show the party just how serious this matter was.
"Pathetic creature. You are not lion nor bird. You can never be perfect. I won't even waste time attempting to mold you in to the proper perfection that I am." Pride had lost his mind completely. He could not be called a demon anymore but instead a monster.
