"Even with the master's magic and his knowledge of obscure mysteries, he spent five full days calculating before the Observatory's Star Track before he caught this rare Astral Pegasus from the mysterious astral realm. I heard you call it Astral Steed? A fine name indeed."
Moroes glanced at the Astral Pegasus gently extending its transparent tongue to lick Dick's cheek. A gentle smile flickered in his eyes, which had regained their original appearance under the mysterious effects of the Blue Flame Rose. After receiving that Flame Rose, which he had carefully tucked inside his collar, the undead had suddenly grown much quieter.
It was as though he had become a living being again. It was astonishing.
"The master asked those cosmic exiles temporarily staying upstairs, the Ethereals, to make a special set of reins for this Astral Pegasus. You only need to recite the incantation to store it inside the reins."
Dick reached out and stroked the exquisite leather reins around the neck of Astral Steed, who was very affectionate toward him. Fel runes brushed the skin of his fingertips, and the Paladin recited the simple incantation.
"AstralTempest."
Whoosh.
The tall Astral Pegasus's entire body turned into a beautiful stream of starlight and flowed into the whip-like reins in Dick's palm. He swung them in his hand. It was hard to believe that such an enormous creature had been stored inside such short reins. The world of magic was that wondrous.
The Paladin tucked the reins into his belt, then raised his head to look at the last box on the obsidian Star Track table. A priceless suit of armor and a magnificent steed unlike any other in the world-these two things had already made Dick feel the trip had been worthwhile. Now he was intensely curious. What astonishing thing