Makarov Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

They came from the dozens and dozens of flying monsters. "Heavens.." Nirvana mumbled, her pace slowing and eyes darting. The wing beats and shireks of hundred of dark raptors was discomforting. Terrifying even. But like a moth to a flame, Malakai stood there. Relishing it. He wore a sleeveless tunic that outlined his upper body too well. Thick veins crawled throughout his arms, but something was perched on one. A white owl. It stood out amid the darkness hovering in the air with its feathers like snow.