Outside the ancient stone hall where Seojun now rested, Malara stood silently in front of the closed door, her arms at her sides.
Sireneth playing with a strand of her red hair, while Grimzark floated lazily in circles above them, his fingers tracing glowing runes in the air just to pass time. Yggrith stood still, hands folded, her glowing green aura softly pulsing like a heartbeat.
Then the wind shifted.
A low hissing sound echoed first, sliding across the stones like something wet slithering through dust.
From the path beyond the gate, a figure appeared — Her upper body was that of a woman with long black hair, smooth pale skin, and golden eyes l But from her waist down, she was pure serpent — thick black scales that shimmered with green markings, her tail coiled behind her, dragging quietly. It was Zholga, Lord of the Serpents' Embrace Clan.
