The figure of the flying Griffin slowly grew larger, or more accurately, it descended on the ground, its wings lifting the dust off the earth and ruffling back the clothes of Max, Vlad and Chloe, the only trio standing outside the forest. The powerful downdraft sent leaves and debris scattering backward.
It landed on the ground with a heavy thud, its massive paws breaking the ground beneath it, its towering figure reaching the same height as the trees of the forest behind it. The impact sent tremors through the clearing, the grass flattening under the sheer weight of the creature. As it retracted its wings, a figure sitting atop it was revealed.
It was a man with a long beard styled into multiple braids, each one woven with small metallic rings that clinked softly with his movements. His head was cleanly shaved from the sides with auburn hair at the top styled into a thick and long braid resting on his back.
