The sudden appearance of the massive serpent brought chaos to a screeching halt.
Elina unfurled with grace and elegance, her scales a shifting mosaic of yellow and ember-red, glinting like gold in the sunlight. Her eyes were vertical slits of liquid gold, radiating a chilling sentience that made everyone hold their breaths.
"...That's little to him?" someone whispered in horror.
The snake's presence warped the air around her, heat waves shimmered unnaturally, and the scent of scorched earth filled the air despite no fire being cast. As she hissed, her tongue forked out with a flick that crackled faint sparks. Her sheer presence alone was suffocating.
"Elina," Damon called casually, lifting a finger toward the seal-dome's sky. "Break that for me, would you?"
