A strange monster flew down from the top of the cliff. It had the body and sharp claws of a lion, and the head and wings of an eagle. Perhaps it was because its wings were very close to the sky, but they shone as brilliantly as sunshine. This griffin was a magical beast that was as formidable on land as it was in the sky. On top of that, its majestic mane made its appearance extremely domineering.
An equally domineering-looking middle-aged man rode on the griffin’s back and looked even more imposing than the griffin as bright flashes of lightning danced around his body, giving it a unique glow.
At the same time, the blinding sun had transformed back into the dragonhawk knight after that spear had pierced through it. There was a deep wound on his shoulder and he had been badly injured. He
