"Are you sure?" Faluel's eyes went wide in surprise. "Why would a Griffon join a loser like Narchat?"
"The same way a Bastet would." Ghirslak replied. "There was also a true Divine Beast from Verendi. I'm sure of it because I tasted their blood."
"And so did I." Ufyl nodded. "The Upyr that beat me up was a Storm Griffon. I'm certain not only because of the taste of his blood, but also because of his Light Mastery and his use of Life Maelstrom."
"It would explain everything." Zoreth pondered.
'Damn it, there is only one explanation for my Dragon Eyes failing to recognize Light Mastery, yet Ufyl's didn't.' She actually thought. 'Nelia's spells must be obsolete. She's not going to like this one bit.'
"Sure, it's possible, but not plausible. I've never heard of a renegade Griffon. I can't speak about the Bastet, but if one of Tyris' children went rogue, everybody would-" Erghak, the Patriarch of the Fire Dragons, hissed as he recalled a months-old rumor. "Jorl."
