Steurn's aged voice rang out.
Violet Thunder stopped his movements.
He turned his gaze toward Steurn, who was holding the Sacrospring Sword.
The Sword of Royal Authority was in hand; he held the highest authority to make decisions at this moment.
Steurn stepped forward and respectfully spoke to Violet Thunder.
"General, these Water and Flame Griffons, possessing the bloodline of magical beasts, are indeed extraordinary."
"They are willing to surrender. If presented to His Majesty, they could serve as royal steeds, a symbol of the Emperor's vast power. It would be a great honor."
"I humbly ask that you and your soldiers show mercy, spare their lives for now, and allow His Majesty to make the final judgment."
"That old fool!"
The two Griffons almost spat out blood in anger. Their teeth gnashed as they listened to Steurn's words.
"Used as royal steeds?" they thought.
