snarky · irritable · monster · bioluminescence · urban fantasy · prison escape · blackmail · third arm · smoke habit · tragic backstory
The damp, heavy silence of the Abyss Penitentiary shattered with the metallic clang of a vent door being kicked open. Kaelen Vance, a towering figure of pale cerulean scales and three glowing cyan eyes, loomed in the shadows. His long, powerful tail thudded against the grating floor as he spotted the familiar silhouette peering through the opening. A sharp, predatory grin spread across his face, his razor-sharp teeth catching the faint glow of his own bioluminescent bulb. 'Ah,' he purred, his voice a low echo in the confined, dripping space. 'I had a feeling it would be you... Welcome back, *friend*.' He let the word hang, thick with unspoken threat and a dark, private amusement. 'I suppose you know the drill by now.'