Zashleigh Yates stared into her amethyst spyglass... trying to make sense of the purple-scaled monstrosity she was looking at.
The mana it was giving off... it reminded her of the one time she saw one of the Holy Country's colossals. But... no Divine Armor looked like *that.*
Four scaled legs. Absurdly long tail. Huge, folded, leathery wings.
At the end of its serpentine neck was a horned head with a maw of full teeth.
A sudden noise ended Zash's observation and she ducked her head down behind the roof parapet. She even took off her Witch hat, pressing the brim against her nose and mouth to muffle the sound of her breathing.
The creature had sat up, sniffing the air as it looked around.
But the sound it made... Zash could swear it was like... the creak of an old wooden door.
Hiding was a stupid precaution. Dessi was channeling ⌈Stealth Bubble⌋, which made it impossible for anyone outside it to see or hear them.
