Only If

“Because he is my son!” Ket said.

“That’s no excuse,” Andrev said. “After all, I was supposed to be as your son. Am I not a gift from the gods? Did I not always bring bounteous food? Or am I a demon? You called me a demon for so long - perhaps your words made it so.” He let his power rip through him, and then wings - massive hawk wings - burst from his back.

His experimentation had earned him skills Dalinor had not known.

“Spare him!” Ket begged.

“I will,” Andrev said, “only if you spare me and the other Wanderers.”