High in the sky, the white eagle circled back toward the group, almost as if it had heard every word they'd spoken.
"Interesting," Prince said, watching its wings cut through the air. "It seems our foe can not only observe us from afar… but hear us as well."
"Hmmmm?" Frank snarled, grinding his teeth. " Must be a traitor among our ranks"
"You of all people… would definitely know a traitor when you saw one wouldn't you?" Prince retorted.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Frank barked, slamming his fists together.
Suddenly without warning, the eagle dove towards them cutting through the air like a dagger. As it neared the ground, Prince noticed something strange: strands of pale white hair drifting behind it like a mist. As the pale white mist enveloped the sky it took the shape of a sharp Eagle eye looking down upon the Dukes.
"Really…" Godwin murmured, scratching his chin.
"Really what?" Frank snapped. "Just what is going on here Godwin"
