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... at its feathered wings, soaring through the blue skies. A blurry jet that pierced through the surging winds.
It was fast.
Behind the feathered mane of the Griffin, Damien held on with all his might against the raging gale. His pitch-black hair fluttered in mayhem, his face barely kept its form.
Too fast. Gryphos was breaking through sound barriers, sonic booms trailing from behind. There was nothing but the roaring zephyr, muffling him.
Even Majesty could barely h ...
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