Upon their arrival, the three Slayers went straight to the lodge where Griffin was recuperating and found the Harpax conscious, much to Temujin’s relief, and molting. “Molting?” Temujin echoed. The village shaman nodded. “I thought Harpax eagles only molted once in their lives.” Sasha looked scandalized. “Well, how many times do they molt?” “At least five, I read on the Wakan Sansai Zue,” Sasha replied, referring to a type of encyclopedia. “He picked a bad time to have his thing,” Temujin grumbled, sounding torn. “How can we leave him behind?” “Simple. Just say goodbye to him.” “What?” “Most village shamans are chūnins from the south,” Sasha explained. “Brown Slayers. It’s because northerners value reason and science so much that they sometimes forget the spiritual side of things. Shamans from the south remind us about that spirituality. And as you might have heard, brown Slayers have the talent of zoopathy, the ability to speak with land animals.” “Land animals? But Grif
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