Egil Morland

Marcius looked up at the tail of the massive serpent-like which was currently swimming around the white clouds of the central Farnese dukedom.

'Egil Morland? Huh. Now I know why I felt familiar with the mount he was riding.'

Marcius also heard the words of his spirit beast from within the spirit core as he observed the spectacle. It did not matter that Rubrum was a realm with cultivation, magic, and many strange beasts. Seeing a man use a really big serpent-like beast as a mount for travel and also seeing the said beast swimming amongst the clouds as if swimming in a pond was always a spectacle.

'What do you mean, Azot?' Marcius stopped looking at the large serpent and asked his spirit beast. 'Have you met Egil Morland before?"

'Of course not. When he became such an important and famous person, I was already within the Storm Well, trapped. There was no way we could have met with each other. I am talking about his beast when I said I felt familiar with it.'