A deep shiver passed through each of the ten members of Sera's group. They felt as if a powerful figure judged their souls.
For Sera and Bea, this feeling was familiar, since they'd met its owner before. However, knowing the inherent terror's origin only skyrocketed their fear.
"Hmm... We meet again, Angel and World Tree..." said an ancient, deep voice. Each word reverberated through their bones as everyone turned towards the sea.
An enormous white snakehead with serpentine yellow eyes stared down at the group. The shoreline proved too shallow for the massive body, which stuck out of the ocean.
"It seems you've led me to Yggdrasil, little ones... Thank you for your guidance... As payment, I'll grant you all a quick death instead of the eternal torture I planned."
Jörmungandr's voice stayed even during his speech. He didn't seem to care about the damage they'd caused during their escape. The World Serpent simply looked bored and uncaring about Sera's group.
