With the Oviraptors now out of the bag, along with the rest of the Atlantean species, Ghast no longer needed to hide. In fact, since the night of the feast, the Oviraptor had grown more bold in going out and wandering around the islands with either Hunter or her boys. She had taken to scouting the surrounding territories where she and the Pale One resided, wanting to keep an eye out for anything of Atlantean doing.
One such ...