Ormund's eyes widened.
'Another Divine Contract?'
That couldn't be right. The ancient legends passed down through the Greatfang Tiger Tribe clearly stated: a Divine Contract could only be used once in a lifetime. Yet, he was certain Ethan had already formed an Equal Contract with him—not a Binding one. Ethan hadn't forced him into servitude. It was that rare generosity, that freedom of choice, that had earned Ormund's loyalty and convinced him to serve willingly as his mount.
But now… here Ethan was again, forming another contract. And with a creature as elusive and powerful as this one?
No. Ethan hadn't called them Violet Lightning Cloud Beasts. He'd referred to them as something else—Illusionary Qilin.
What in the world was that species? Ormund made a mental note to dig through the tribal records when he returned. If this species was real—and clearly, it was—then the Greatfangs needed to be aware of them.
While Ormund's thoughts raced, the elder Qilin moved.
