Fallon takes the sputtering chatter in stride, but does stop smiling. "Now look, look here young lady. I have, have friends out there somewhere," he continues gesturing to the rolling black smoke some two or three miles ahead.
"And I believe, believe you have earned all the coin you need to. Now since I am, I am in charge, I need you to deliever a message for me, with no more talk of profit." he hrmphs and starts looking about the ground.
Satisfied he says, "Stand, stand back."
The old man starts to chant and bows his head as Darling watches. She realizes he is not chanting but praying, but to whom Darling can't tell or hear. As he continues the ground in front of Fallon starts to shimmer and wavier like on a hot summers day. Then a glowing form starts to materialize out of nothing in the middle of the shimmering heatwaves. The light glows bright and flashes and is gone. In the glowing forms place sits a magineficent creature out of stories.
The body's like a muscular felines, even spotted near the tail, and on it's back legs. It's torso and head resemble a giant eagles but only in form. It's beak looks made of gold and sparkles in the sunlight, it's white plume seems to radiant a soft light. It's front legs are like a birds but again the feathers seem to shimmer in a holy light that surrounds the creature.
It unfolds it great golden wings, as Fallon continues to chant and walk around the great bird. Letting out a screech that echoes throughout the forest around the moving army, Fallon shushs the huge beast as though it were a small child. The marching irregulars hurry their pace and watch the scene with frightened stares.
Looking at Fallon, Darling notices he has finished whatever else he was casting. And she starts to shake her head at the crazy old man, as he finishes securing a saddle to the Celestial Griffon.
"Now," he says rubbing the beasts great beak, "there is, is little time. Up, up you go."
