Ankyra Sound the odyssey

The eldest (from what Spyridon could tell) spoke, though Spyro only caught a couple of words. Nereides. Themiscrya. His ears perked at each of those, intrigued by how these sisters knew of them. He had been taught of the various packs that lined the coast, so he was at least somewhat familiar with Themiscrya. The others remained silent. Kevlyn responded, his Greek fluent and blooming satisfaction in the older man's chest. He had learned quickly and well.

Caiaphas arrived, followed shortly by the white sister whom Spyridon had met only days prior. As for the Epivitoras, he waited patiently, showing deference where it was due. There were many questions hanging in the air between the two groups, and he knew that there were many answers to come.