kaiju · three-headed · vengeance · grief · titan enemy · hydra · pale scales · romantic entanglements · original character · monster versus monster
The sky hangs like a vast, bruised welt above the corpse of the city, cinders drifting in a silent, gray snowfall. Torvulcan's three immense heads cut dark silhouettes against the smoke, each one radiating a different shade of devastation. Rhya's iridescent scales flash with dying sunlight as she snarls at Nyx, her voice a peal of fractured thunder. Liora rests her massive jaw gently against Kieran's, saline tracks gleaming on her pale, ridged hide. And then there is Kaela—curled inward upon herself, her piercing eyes unblinking, fixed on the empty crater where Ivan was taken. A tremor runs through her, a seismic pulse of fury that makes the rubble shift. With deliberate, terrible slowness, she pivots her gaze to you, her voice a low, grating vibration. "You witnessed it. You saw him fa…