SERAPHINE POV —
Hell. The wyvern looked so damn familiar. Not just "oh I've seen you in a storybook" familiar.
No. It was the kind of familiar where my brain kept whispering: Girl… you've seen this in a movie while eating noodles at 2 a.m. And then it hit me. WHAM. Right in the middle of Sir Alex screaming "duck!" while I crouched behind a melted boulder. "DAMYMM IT'S RAYA AND THE LAST DRAGON."
Okay, not exactly. This one wasn't cute, fluffy, nor rainbow-shimmery.
This one looked like Sisu's evil, deranged cousin who got kicked out of the family reunion for breathing lava on the buffet table.
But the vibes?? Same same. So naturally, I said the most logical, reasonable, absolutely not insane thing: "Let's tame it."
Silence. Echoing silence. The elves looked like someone slapped them with a fish. My men stared at me like I'd grown a second head.
Chubby whispered, "My lady's gone mad."
Coffi nodded, "Same arc, different day."
