During his time on Boranis Rise, Boran had seen golden eagles hunt sheep, just as wolves and leopards did. It was a remarkable feat, considering the bird’s weight was less than a fifth of its prey’s.
The creature before him now was not large for a magical beast, built much like its mundane kin, but its power was undoubtedly far greater. Trapped in a narrow cage, it didn't cower or rage. It simply blinked its golden eyes, glaring at Boran with
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