“Wyvern,” I manage to whisper, my head swiveling toward Maren and Cat. They’re the only people here who’ve seen one. “Wyvern, right?” “Wyvern,” Cat replies, her eyes wide with shock. Maren is still as a statue. “Wyvern!” Dain bellows, and all hell breaks loose. “We can’t see anything in the cloud cover,” Tairn growls. “But they can see well enough to eat us!”
