A Story of Darkness 5 - The Shadow of the Beast
"aeris, lucet!" the wasp felt a striking sharp wind slice its antennae short, frightening it enough to drop its prey with a burning shock that ran through its mind.
A Battle for the Soul 4 - Beneath Ebony Wings
The magicians side by side sent torrid blasts of wind that shredded up the harpies wings "aeris [i]lucet![/i]" "begone you phasianic peasants!"
And With His Many Jagged Teeth 8 - The People Spoke Freely
"this, hmheheh, this baby is an aer13 laser prototype, or 'aeris' as i like to call it." a silent sting in his head went ignored in james' neural system, blinking oddly.
A Story of Darkness 6 - The Hidden World
"if you are unwilling to fight, then you can do your best guarding, wounding or healing-" "aeris lucet!"
Chapter Nine - The Meaning of Family
"five turns of the seasons ago, when i was trading up in the northern mountains, my old friend shri'an took me up to her aerie because one of her hatchlings wasn't well.
Chapter Eight - Breaking the Collar
The flight up to her aerie was one thing--the trip back down however was a hair-raising, gut-twisting, and tail-curling experience, which serves only to remind me of one thing: wolves were never meant to fly.
The Beastfolk - Final Version
Hawkblood birdfolk are hot-blooded, and too fierce and free-spirited to be confined in closed-in cities for too long, and so they find places that are above all the groundborne races, in the old forests and high mountain peaks, and make their aeries there,