With a thought and a flick of his wrist, the two Omnipoison gems appeared in his palm.
'A versatile Element that allows for both offensive and defensive benefits, but do I want to start my chicks with something so dangerous? Not to mention I'm not sure they wouldn't kill themselves accidentally with this Affinity.' Frowning in concern as he examined the tri-colored gems, Cynrik lost himself in thought.
'I shouldn't be thinking about it in that manner. I should be thinking about how to best complement both my own and their abilities. If only I could have a firm grasp on what Nátt Hrafn can do. That bastard from the store could only give me a summary of the species, yet here I am about to try hatching them, completely blind.
'I mean, it isn't my first time raising a bird; back on Earth, I did have Jake and Peety (Cockatiel and Parakeet), plus I took care of Polly, the neighbor's Parrot, but those are just regular animals.'
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