Baofeng let out several low, rhythmic cries.
The sound wasn't the sharp screech of battle, but more like a declaration—a form of communication laced with a suppressive pressure.
In the nest, the two adult Shadow Griffins were already on high alert, as if facing a great enemy.
They arched their bodies, their dark gray feathers standing on end like a porcupine's quills. Their wings were slightly spread, shielding the two chicks behind them.
Facing this uninvited guest, Baofeng, they showed no weakness, responding with sharp, rapid hissing shrieks of their own.
The sound was filled with vigilance, anger, and tension.
For a moment, cries echoed back and forth above the Stone Forest.
Baofeng's calls were deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable majesty as he tried to assert his dominance. The two Shadow Griffins' cries, however, were shrill and hurried, filled with resistance and the determination to protect.
