Maxi's face grew flushed. It was not long ago that she had feigned fearlessness, and now she was embarrassed. Yet, the blood-chilling sight of this unfamiliar, enormous monster made it hard to look unfazed.
The wyvern was sprawled on the ground with its tongue lolling from its mouth. It was at least forty kevettes (approximately 12 meters) tall. Its massive body was as black as charcoal, its head akin to a crocodile, and its broken wings were bat-like.
And dragons are… ten times bigger than wyverns.
The thought made goosebumps prickle her arms. Just how terrifying was the monster Riftan had faced? The reality of the battle she had only vaguely imagined dawned on her and seized her with terror.
"You look pale, my lady. I really think you should return—"
"I-I am all right. I-I will be fine… once I've replenished my mana."
Concealing her fear, Maxi turned and instructed the sentries to light a fire and to boil water. Some of the sentries on duty came to help unload the wagons.