"Daine, you said that this griffin didn't seem like animal at all." King Jonathan replied, eyes firm.
"The way it handled that long sword, it's obvious." Baron George Cooper of Pirate's Swoop commented under his breath. Jonathan decided to ignore him.
After Jon had talked, Daine had simply whimpered and buried deeper into Numair's chest. Even though she had recovered, her head still throbbed with pain. Numair answered for her.
"No, your majesty. It seemed to possess an immense power that –" Numair choked.
"What he means, is that the griffin's mental attack on Daine was too much for your shield, no matter how much energy you put in and you needed my, and the Chief Healer Sir Nealan of Queenscove's help to make sure you didn't die." Alanna finished for him, pertly.
Thayet interrupted the silence.
"How will we find this griffin?"
"After a few days when Daine and I have both recovered, I can use the feather as a focus and Daine can trace the scent of blood with her spotted hyena form." Numair replied.
"That seems like a plan."
Kyalia was waiting for Kel in the inn. She beckoned her over and told her where they would be practicing.
"The Fly-crest mountain range? Surely not." Kel whispered back.
"Yes, Kel. I want to see how proficient you are outside your comfort zone in a scene you are not familiar with."
The truth was that the Fly-crest Mountain range was the location of Talon's eyrie and Kel knew the place as well as she knew Mindelan.
They headed off towards the range, concealing their weapons.