Tale As Old As Time
With one final nod, Kavan looked at Havu.
"Keep the place safe," He muttered lowly, the serpent cannot live. It was too dangerous. Havu nodded, and even though he did not speak, Kavan could tell that his companion was anxious. "We will be fine."
"Of course," Havu said in a low breath.
Kavan did not reply. Instead, he tightened his grip on Fyn, ordering the mortal to do so as well. Once he was certain that Fyn would not fall, he ran towards the cliff, and his wings erupted from his back, already in motion.