Sanatio
"Holy Son?"
The carriage was moving across the night sky silently, the half unicorns galloping at such speeds that to the outside observers they were nothing but a blur. They cut straight through the city of lights that seemed to be even more lively at night.
Ryfon took out something that looked like hard candies from somewhere and started munching on them loudly.
"Yeah, each generation's most promising pupil is called the Holy Son or Daughter by most large organizations, among other things. Guo Yang is the Yang clan's genius. Oh, the Yang clan is one of the two clans that control the Temple of Dius just like us, so he is a pretty big deal."
*Crunch*
"And what about the consulate?"