As you stare up gobsmacked at the surprisingly curvy rear of the flying beast it closes in fast, having taken notice of your idle body. Instincts from your (admittedly meager) training kick in and you leap back; sword held strong in both hands. You grip the leather hilt tight and clench your teeth, sure you can muster the power to carve this bird up!
The rust feathered avian effortlessly lands on it's hindpaws, switching to an upright stance with claws out and wings unfurling in a threatening display. It's gold beak wrenches open as it lets out a deafening call, challenging you! Your focus momentarily wanes and you gaze lower, noting this monster is most definitely male considering the healthy pair of balls with a fat sheath just above. They must be the size of melons at least.
The Gryphon takes a step towards you, knocking you once again out of your uncharacteristic daydreams. You're not sure what's gotten into you, fantasizing about these foul creatures, but you try to remain steadfast and look strong! Which is a hard task considering the sheer size difference between you and the wretched hybrid.
Three hungry eyes stare at you, trying to drill holes into your resolve. You swallow your spit and decide on your next course of action.
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