Stone Circle defeat the stymphalian birds

She’d been resting opposite him, cutting her teeth on a freshly raised root and bearing witness to his approach. She didn’t miss the profound look as it passed over his features. This place meant something to him, as it did all who stood at the ancients’ heart.

“They’ll smite, you know,” She rises from the veld to hold his impossibly intense gaze.

“If they sense corruption,” she warns ominously with a quirk of brow before her lips break into amusement.