Ethan had given Darren an offer so unexpectedly generous that Darren almost felt guilty about accepting it. But apparently, that same man had decided he hadn't caused Darren enough trouble for one day. Because now he had returned while possessing some strange green-feathered creature and was actively tormenting him.
Not that the large tattooed man knew that.
Swoosh!
Every movement Ethan made through the air produced powerful gales of wind. Talon's body seemed perfectly suited to manipulating the air around him, with each beat of his wings and every sharp turn creating another disturbance in the atmosphere.
It was incredible.
The more Ethan experimented, the more possibilities began running through his mind. Talon's connection with the air was as seamless as Spark's with flames and Storm's with electricity.
It left Ethan with so many ideas, one of which stood out.
'When you think of wind and destruction, what comes to mind?'
The Griffling almost seemed to smile to itself.
