Eldrin circled slowly in the air, his eyes never leaving Garion.
He flew once around him, then again, lowering his head slightly as if trying to look through him rather than at him.
Garion stood still, arms relaxed, not bothered in the slightest.
"I already told you," Garion said. "I'm not a beast."
Eldrin landed lightly and folded his wings. "Are you truly sure?"
Garion glanced at him. "Very."
Eldrin stepped closer. "Then explain this."
He raised a claw slightly, stopping just short of touching Garion's chest.
"Your body. From what I sense, its structure is extremely close to that of a beast."
Garion raised an eyebrow. "Body?"
He tilted his head. "You mean my [Unique Physique]?"
"Yes," Eldrin answered immediately. "That is exactly it."
Garion nodded slowly. "Alright. Go on."
Eldrin took a breath. "Beasts are born strong. Mana flows through our bodies naturally, without effort."
