August's flying mount kept on flying away from the range of the purplish beam of light. However Galahad and Dark Eye kept on pestering him with incessant attacks closing of all routes of escape. But his act of evading multiple attacks simultaneously was a spectacle to behold.
The black winged condor beneath August's feet seemed to be one with him as it demonstrated its flight capabilities and showing its extreme speed as it dodged attack after attack by the slimest of margins and just when it looked like the next attack was sure to land a fatal blow, the beast would somewhat pull of a magnificent and unexpected maneuver that would leave everyone short of words.
Since when did black winged condors fly like that?
"How is that magic beast predicting our attacks? Could it be a mutation?"
