“Your family is ancient, and we could use a framework for the armor if the Adamant is insufficient.”

“I’m sorry, but despite what the legends say, my ancestors didn’t spend their days slaying monsters and rescuing princesses.” Orion replied. “Fighting a Divine Beast is rare, and surviving the encounter is even rarer.

“To kill one without the support of a city’s arrays takes luck and a small army. Even if the Ernas have killed one or more Divine Beasts over the centuries, the Royals must have taken the spoils.

“All I have stored in my family’s armory is a few human-sized armor made of Dragon Scales, but they are outdated.”

“And way too small for Solus anyway.” Menadion sighed. “Where the hell is an evil titan bent on conquering the world when you need one?”

“If they have heard about Lith, they are probably hiding.” Jirni replied. “After Syrook, Xedros, and the War of the Griffons, anyone with half a brain knows how their rampage would end.”

She didn’t mention Thrud, Jormun, and their generals in respect for Valeron the Second. Jirni hated the Mad Queen’s guts and always would, but she harbored no ill will towards the kind boy who was trying to teach Dripha how to speak.