The eagle knelt on one knee, his eyes wide as saucers, staring with a ghostly expression, and diligently trying to process his master's words.,The man lowered his head, gazing at the person in his arms. From this angle, the white, strange garment gaped open at the collar, a ripple of snow-white... and there were deep shadows. Crimson stains marred one ripple, then flowed along its incline, into those depths.,A slight breeze rustled through the air, followed by a few shadows darting past.。