Shrieks rose from beneath us, and small, darting shapes rose from a series of strange squat towers. They spread feathered wings with twenty-foot wingspans, the head of a bird with a fierce, curved beak, and four-legged bodies like giant felines. Armored knights rode on their backs, wielding lances twice the length of ground-based cavalry.
"Griffons," Fyren said, his eyes narrowing.
But despite their ferocious appearance, they quickly fell behind, unable to catch the speeding fate demon. I let out a small breath of relief, easing against Fyren's chest. Radia hadn't had aerial troops, as far as I remembered. When had the church managed to acquire them? What kingdom had surrendered such power?
