The tension that had gripped the training ground slowly began to dissipate as the reality of the situation settled in. The griffin remained in its bowing stance, its head pressed against the ground, wings outstretched, and eyes still locked onto mine. It was as if the creature recognized a bond had been formed, a connection between two different worlds.
As I continued to stroke its feathers, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions – wonder, amazement, and even a sense of responsibility. The griffin's unexpected behavior had taken everyone by surprise, and I found myself grappling with the realization that my presence had triggered such a response from this majestic creature.
Instructor Harris finally broke the spell of silence, his voice a mixture of astonishment and awe. "I've never seen anything like this before. It seems Buttercup has taken a liking to you, kid."
