"Or like Ufyl." Tista said. "Wouldn't Soaring Dragufyl be better?"
Lith and Faluel turned to stare at her, and Tista could even feel the silent gaze of Solus and the other Sigil Demons on her.
"I apologize, Lith. I always thought you had a terrible naming sense, but your sister takes the cake." Faluel patted his shoulder.
"Apology accepted." Lith sighed. "Seriously, Tista. The next time… just don't. I'm saying this for your own good."
"Why? What's wrong with Soaring Dragufyl?" Despite the crimson-red scales that covered her face, the Hekate managed to turn an even deeper shade of purple.
'The "soaring" part is okay.' Solus replied. 'It's the "Dragufyl" that's messed up. It sounds like a disease.'
'You guys have no taste.' Tista pouted. 'And you're mean!'
'This can wait.' Lith replied. 'Please, be quiet now.'
He activated his communication amulet again, and the hologram of the Royals filled the space before him.
