If you were in front, you would see a beautiful huge eagle flying, two human figures clad in inhuman outfits sitting on its back. One was female in nature and possessed otherwodly beauty, another male in nature, only his face and sliver hair visible because his entire body was shrouded in a black armor that looked like a piece of paper cut out of an obsidian stone.
That was bound to look different if you changed the angle of your view. The creature was actually not an eagle. Its hind part looked like that of a lion, and the place didn't seem like anything from reality.
"How did you end up with his scent then?"
Byron had been trying to explain himself, but it seemed like he still had a lot to explain. At Tsundria's question, he didn't even think about it twice. He had once answered the same question from Peony; he knew the answer.
