Krrrrrrr....
The Sandscale Leviathan growled while shaking its head... Sandwitch's words brought out flashing buried memories.
Memories of its old life... a life before it was caught.
Sandwitch kept talking softly, each word was like a dagger ripping away the illusion installed in Sandscale Leviathan's mind.
As she kept talking, the Sandscale Leviathan's head lowered bit by bit... nearing Sandwitch's extended arm.
Although it was hidden behind sleeves, some glimpses showed that her skin shared the same scales as Sandscale Leviathan!
-What the hell is going on? Why isn't she dead already?-
-Is this some sort of a joke? Don't tell me Sandscale Leviathan can be tamed by mere words?!-
-This... First a Half-Radian and now this... Only House Sharath's Bloodline can speak and command the Sandscale Leviathans as they share the same ancestral bloodline!-
-Have you lost your mind? House Sharath's bloodline has long gone extinct.-
-Then, how do you explain this?-
