Seeking The Truth

King Father Leander sat in the dimly lit library of Elyrianth's palace, surrounded by shelves upon shelves of ancient tomes and scrolls. His aged hands delicately turned the pages of a book on mystical beasts, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. The moon, casting a silvery glow through the stained glass windows, illuminated the room, adding an ethereal touch to the atmosphere.

His son's words echoed in his mind—descriptions of an extraordinary transformation, a manifestation of power and wonder. King Father Leander sought to understand, to uncover the truth hidden within the pages of the mystical bestiary.

Hours slipped by as he delved deeper into the knowledge contained within the ancient texts. His eyes scanned the intricate illustrations and detailed descriptions, seeking any resemblance to Lyon's enigmatic metamorphosis. Dragons, griffins, and phoenixes danced across the pages, each possessing its own unique qualities and abilities.