A chill swept down Serilda’s spine as she counted them in her head. Tyrr—the wyvern. Solvilde—the basilisk. Hulda—the tatzelwurm. Eostrig—the unicorn. Freydon—the gryphon. And Velos—the wolf. The only god not yet captured was Wyrdith, the raptor. God of stories. God of lies. God of fortune and fate.
