Sovereign

The horrid shrieks of an infant bird rang through the Death Worm. 

Though Ailsa's heart ached for the little one, she knew that she couldn't afford to stop. It was impossible to tell when Ryu would gain such a large influx of Essence again. Or, more accurately, it was difficult to tell if next time such a large amount came, if they would still have the luxury to spend it on anyone but Ryu. 

At this moment, the Little Lightning Hawk was in a unique stage of growth. He was still in his infancy and had great room for growth. But, by the same token, he was also running out of time. 

Little Rock was greatly talented due to a wisp of Ancient Roc blood. But, it was ultimately still just a wisp. The journey toward thickening this Bloodline was a long one...

At least, it normally would be.