Ahhhhhhh!"
A roar echoed off.
The Wyverns were screaming in the sky.
The 6 Wyverns flew in formation in a magnificent grandeur.
They were the most experienced members. Four had died in the battle against the Lich Shire and these were all the remained of the Wyverns that Weed made.
Sculptures were created in the image of their owner.
Thus they acted according to their instincts quite naturally.
Wah-il, Wah-thul, Wah-sam, Wah-oh, Wah-yook, and Wah-chil.
He had made their quickly so that's why their names were in order since it cost him art stats.
"Kuuahhho!"
The Wyverns would sometimes go to the ground to eat animals to fill their stomachs. At night they would sleep in large caves or on cliffs. They would take breaks to recover their stamina after flying.
By flapping their wings they could move at a very fast pace.
However, it was different in their case.
"Flying is too hard!"
Wah-chil complained.
"The wind keeps hitting against my body."
Wyverns were mostly supposed to be like birds with sleek, streamlined bodies.
That was to minimize wind resistance.
Weed was short on time and created them roughly.
Angular faced Wyvern! A huge bulging stomach.
Indeed, it was the worst structure for flying.
The wind on their face and body during flight was no joke.
Because of the speed they were going at, their stamina ran out quickly.
It was hard for them to fly with Weed for days. So the Wyverns would expand their wings and glide. The villages and land would pass by them quickly.