Nemesis glided across the thick snow, his mane fluttering. It had been a long time since he could run so freely, so to say that he was happy was an understatement. Though there was a lot of space in the Incubator, it ultimately had defined edges.
Ryu held Guiot under his arm tightly, his gaze narrowing with an extra bit of seriousness.
He knew that his actions were incredibly reckless. There was a reason he had been proceeding so slowly to this point. However, he knew that there was something Ailsa left out of her story: the death rate amongst Griffins who had to take this trial was obscenely high. Not even 1% would survive.
The blood of Ancient Beasts was a delicacy to normal beasts and even others of their kind. Running into an infant Griffin was a lucky windfall for even a Tenth Order beast. There was no way they'd let the baby Griffin go after it hatched. Especially since…
