There was nothing else to the structure of the monster other than the head and legs. It laid somehow on the back of its head with its five legs splayed about it, giving the impression that it could stand at any time. Its face was pointed towards the sky, but Azure was unable to tell if its eyes were closed or if they were simply the same color stone as the rest of it. There was color to break up the black speckled stone; even from the great distance that she looked at the monster, Azure could see the faint shining of glistening gems embedded into it.
“Sailga,” Ailfrans said in a whisper. As if he thought speaking too loudly might awaken the monster. “Exactly how it was described, but still, I can hardly believe it looking at it.”
“What is it,” Azure asked, whispering as well.
“A weapo
