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Or. . .

The isle of the griffins chapter 3

By Poecilotheria metallica.

Lolite swam on the surface the cold, deep sea, following the distant coppery speck that was Goldenbeak the griffin.

"How far until the first islet?" He called up to her,

"Fairly close, after the first one they become closer together in an archipelago known as ad insulas argentum aves draco"

Lolite nodded his head.

Looking around, he noticed ripples in the water

And a murky shape, growing larger by the second.

He quickly inhaled moisture, though he was mainly a rock drake in anatomical terms, he still had a working third lung,

Not that water would be useful underwater . . .

"Wait? What" he heard Goldenbeak yell, before a massive burst of water erupting out of the water was all that was left.

~~=÷=~~

Lolite woke up in a dark space, tied to a ceiling and surrounded by. . . Something, about twice as long as him, and roughly diamond shaped.