Vespara POV
Vespara moved swiftly.
Her green snake form slithered through the ruins at an incredible speed.
"Thank the Great Naga I survived…" she muttered internally, her tongue flicking the air.
That sword—Leora's sword—had almost taken her life.
If not for the life-saving treasure hidden in one of her snake heads, she would have died right there.
A fragment of a spatial core, meant for one use only, had saved her at the last second by activating a substitution technique the moment her life force dipped below critical.
Her real body had been dragged away before death claimed it.
"I need to return," she hissed softly as her body darted forward again.
She had to report back immediately.
"Eleanor Weiss… She's dangerous. Far more dangerous than we thought. If she—"
Her thoughts came to an abrupt stop.
There was a swift sound followed by pain.
