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Flora opens her mouth, breath hitching with the beginning of a quip—something about whether being good at his job includes groping invisible girls on beaches—but the sound from ahead snaps her jaw shut like a trap. She holds still, breath caught in her chest, eyes narrowing as the gloom thickens around them. Bioluminescent light flickers along the tunnel walls like it’s reacting to something deeper, older, more wrong.
As Callum readies his crossbow, Flora doesn’t speak, insteading watching as the shadows shift again, slower this time, and then the air seems to fold.
Not loudly, not with a roar or shriek, but with a low, skin-prickling ripple like reality itself is shrugging something off. From the darkness ahead, a shape slithers into view, impossible to mistake for anything else. The serpent is massive, easily the length of three grown men laid head to toe, its slick, dark body glistening with a sheen that sucks in light instead of reflecting it. What might’ve once been rock-like camouflage is now layered in oily shimmer, corrupted by something void-born and starless.
It moves with eerie grace, wings twitching where its ears should be, useless but unsettling all the same. And then—it strikes. Fast as lightning, the serpent’s head darts toward Callum with its maw yawning open in a gaping, fanged grin, aiming to sink its void-tainted fangs deep into his side.
Shadow Serpent (Uncommon): Once a Rock Slider, the Shadow Serpent now moves with an eerie grace, its scales tainted by void energy. It lurks in the shadows, ambushing prey with a venom that induces hallucinations and despair.
As Callum readies his crossbow, Flora doesn’t speak, insteading watching as the shadows shift again, slower this time, and then the air seems to fold.
Not loudly, not with a roar or shriek, but with a low, skin-prickling ripple like reality itself is shrugging something off. From the darkness ahead, a shape slithers into view, impossible to mistake for anything else. The serpent is massive, easily the length of three grown men laid head to toe, its slick, dark body glistening with a sheen that sucks in light instead of reflecting it. What might’ve once been rock-like camouflage is now layered in oily shimmer, corrupted by something void-born and starless.
It moves with eerie grace, wings twitching where its ears should be, useless but unsettling all the same. And then—it strikes. Fast as lightning, the serpent’s head darts toward Callum with its maw yawning open in a gaping, fanged grin, aiming to sink its void-tainted fangs deep into his side.
Shadow Serpent (Uncommon): Once a Rock Slider, the Shadow Serpent now moves with an eerie grace, its scales tainted by void energy. It lurks in the shadows, ambushing prey with a venom that induces hallucinations and despair.
