The voice was close at hand.
Sharp claws kept extending outward, reflecting a bone-chilling sharpness.
She reached for Perseis' throat.
The first to react was neither Nellie nor Perseis.
It was Hela.
The girl grew wolf ears and canine teeth.
Her furry wolf paw struck the dragon's claw.
Inez recklessly reached for Perseis' throat.
Until the wolf paw caught her forearm.
Mountain!
She felt the weight of a heavy mountain range pressing down on her arm, and her bones let out a piercing wail.
The White Dragon hastily withdrew her right arm, avoiding the fate of a broken limb.
She looked at Hela with surprised vertical pupils, as if asking; how did you do it?
A pair of delicate arms covered in emerald scales wrapped around Perseis' neck:
"Thank you, my dear sister, your mission is now complete. Leave them to me, and be careful not to get hurt."
Perseis looked at Hela apologetically and helplessly. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
