"Where is Prince Rickto? Is he alright?"
"I apologize, I don't know. The people who went to check on the members of the royal family have not yet returned to report," replied the Dusk Blood Guard.
Ines squinted her eyes, said no more, and turned to leave with Leon.
Just outside the main hall's walls, Leon was unsure whether Ines would take him to her sleeping quarters or to the Twilight Hall when suddenly an eagle's cry pierced the night.
In the corridor, the tense imperial guards all looked upward.
On the tops of surrounding towering spires, the crossbows slowly turned, aiming at the hazy figure flying through the dark sky.
Leon sensed the approaching presence of the Death Claw through their companion bond and shouted urgently, "Don't shoot! It's my Griffin!"
Stopping the guards from raising their crossbows, Leon walked towards the Griffin fluttering its wings as it descended.
The gusts under the massive beast's wings made the flames of the corridor's lighting dance wildly.
