The sweetness of what I felt — the liberation, the relief of who this man was… I didn't care about his personal identity or what he was doing here in the Waterlands aiding the Crystal Deep Clan. I didn't really care.
All I cared about, everything that gave me joy, was the fact that he was here.
The snake had two horns that extended backward and looked more like tree branches than actual horns. Its eyes were a deep, vast turquoise, sucking in the air like colossal vacuums.
For a moment, my entire body trembled, and fear ran its course through my veins. Staring into the creature's eyes felt like daring to look into the gaze of a corrupted, demented god.
'Oh hell naahh.'
The serpent slowly opened its mouth, and as it did, lightning sparkled across its body, as if it were charging something within those vicious maws that held pillars of cold, razor fangs.
