As the morning sun crested over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of crimson, a shadow of unexpected magnitude descended upon the Bloodburn Kingdom.
The townspeople, going about their morning routines, froze in their tracks as a massive, serpentine form cut through the sky above them.
Lori, her body stretching over a hundred feet long, glided with an eerie grace that belied her terrifying presence.
Her scales, thick and overlapping, shimmered with an iridescent sheen of dark purples and blacks, catching the sunlight and throwing spectral colors across the awestruck faces below.
She smirked proudly upon seeing the terrified and awed faces of the insects below her and made sure to tilt her body ever so slightly to make her scales appear even more shiny and beautiful.
It was only natural that her first entrance should be as epic and memorable as possible.
