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Chapter 1.3. Land of minotaurs.

Azael soared through the sky, his keen eyes scanning the vast grasslands below! The fallen angel’s wings cut gracefully through air, as he searched for signs of Nemean Lions.

After what felt like hours, Azael finally spotted movement! He banked sharply, diving closer until shapes come into focus. Sure enough, half-dozen massive lions prowled beneath! The pack headed northwest, away from Hornun’s borders.

Azael altered course, flying back toward his companions at top speed! He landed lightly amid them, blue eyes gleaming with excitement behind mask.

– I’ve found the Nemean Lion pack, – he reported breathlessly, pointing in direction they traveled: – About half hour’s walk that way – northwest from here.

The group exchanged eager glances, sensing opportunity within grasp! Kragor readied his massive axe, eager for chance to test mettle against formidable prey.

– Let’s not waste any time then, – the masked woman declared resolutely: – We need to catch