A shrill hawk's cry suddenly echoed from the distant sky.
Everyone looked up as one.
They saw more than twenty agile hawks escorting a majestic Golden Feathered Griffin as they dove from the clouds, circling above the plaza.
Sunlight spilled over the Golden Feathered Griffin's plumage, reflecting a dazzling light, like a mass of burning golden flame.
"It's Miss Lillian!"
Ed, with his sharp eyes, immediately recognized the petite figure on the Golden Feathered Griffin's back.
The words had barely left his lips when the Golden Feathered Griffin landed gracefully in an open area of the plaza. It folded its wings and let out a deep roar.
The Hawk Knights behind it also landed, their movements perfectly synchronized, a clear sign of their rigorous training.
These hawks were the very same spoils of war given to his sister after the defeat of the Count of the Falcon in the last war with the Fiery Sun Kingdom.
