The Saint Beast’s Knowledge

The vibrations in the ground intensified, the pulsing glow of the golden runes illuminating the ruins like firelight. 

Argolaith and Kaelred instinctively stepped back, hands gripping their weapons, their breaths steady as they prepared for whatever was coming.

Then, from the depths of the ancient corridors, it emerged.

A massive, majestic creature stepped into the light, its form both awe-inspiring and surreal. 

It stood on four powerful legs, its fur a deep silver, shimmering with strands of woven starlight. 

Its eyes glowed like molten gold, filled with an intelligence beyond mortal comprehension.

Two massive, feathered wings rested against its back, the tips glowing faintly as if infused with ancient energy. 

Atop its head, a pair of curved horns inscribed with swirling runes pulsed faintly, radiating power.

Argolaith and Kaelred remained still, watching the beast with wary fascination.