Of all the things one needs to know to become one of Bern's wyvern riders, Legault decided, being able to determine the gender of one's own wyvern should be top priority. Granted wyvern genders, like most reptiles, were very hard to tell unless one was very very close, and granted only a fool or a brave man would get very close to that particular part of a wyvern. Heath may be brave, but fools in the Bern army did not last long enough to make it to the wyverns.
But still....
Legault's heart had stopped for a second when he heard Heath screaming.
It was not everyday that one had the pleasure of watching an entire battle grind to a halt as every head shot upwards to watch Heath scream angrily and somewhat frantically at an escaped Umbriel. An escaped Umbriel who was attempting to mount Hyperion mid-flight and mid-battle.
Grand Leader Ugly Mountain Bandit #52 was so overcome with hysteria at the sight of the mating wyverns that it was a simple matter for a red-faced Vaida to lop off his head. It was probably just her strength and not fury at her wayward wyvern that caused the head to go flying off into the bushes. Legault was almost positive that she hadn't kicked it.
Elwood perhaps should have been the one to slay the bandit, but he was occupied with keeping both hands over Ninian's eyes and one leg extended awkwardly in a futile attempt to cover Nil's eyes. It was typical of Elwood that he would cover the adult's eyes and leave the child free to look his fill. Canas was probably taking notes.
Legault would have had a sly thing or two to say to Elwood about softhearted lords but then he had his own hands clamped rather firmly over Nino's eyes. It was no easy task; she was practically hopping from foot to foot demanding to know what was happening.
Nils could fill her in later. Legault was going to be very occupied once a red-faced and rather squished Heath returned to earth.