There were many times in Nero's life where he thought to himself: 'This needs some serious decision making.'
And right in front of him was definitely one of them.
The suffocating crimson aura radiating from Velraeth intensified with each step she took toward him.
The ground beneath her feet cracked with every movement, small fissures spreading outward like spiderwebs.
Her ember eyes locked onto Nero with predatory focus, that manic grin never wavering.
The air itself seemed to vibrate with barely-contained violence.
*Step... step... step...*
The sound of her approach carried weight that made the earth tremble slightly.
Her massive frame cast a long shadow that swallowed Nero's smaller form.
The dragon tail behind her swayed with lazy menace, occasionally striking the ground hard enough to leave shallow indents.
Finally, she stopped directly in front of him.
So close that Nero had to crane his neck up to meet her gaze properly.
