Silver Striker

After ten minutes of flight, the rider and the steed came back to the ground with a graceful landing.

"My turn!" Ariane almost jumped onto the winged-horse. Freya helped her up and tied the straps that would ensure her safety. The swordswoman patted the horse on its neck, before she backed away to give it enough space to flap it wings.

The horse took flight once more, this time not rising too high and only flying around the city. As the priestess shouted in half-joy and half-fear, the people on the ground stuck a conversation.

"I hope you like Rok." The Prince spoke as he came close to the adventurer. "Now, only the matter of your spells remains. I have assigned my steward to buy three top-tier third circle spells for. Which elements do you prefer?"