After all the beasts had been taken care of and there was no imminent threat, Nial spent some time caressing the wingless Gryphon. The four Gryphons that had attacked him before didn't mind him anymore and they simply left.
That was something Nila couldn't really understand but he accepted it. After all, it was something positive if he wouldn't have to trouble himself by looking after the four Gryphons as well.
The four Gryphons ran through the forest because their wings were injured and they left the proximity of Nial and the wingless Gryphon.
'Weird…' He could only think when averting his focus back to the black, wingless Gryphon, whom he continued to pat.
What Nial didn't know was that the wingless Gryphon had turned him into his Chosen One. Having a Chosen One was not something many beings had and most didn't even know that something like this existed or what the reason for its existence was but Gryphons were one of that kind!