The small singular sailing vessel floats upon the inky colored water. The only sound that could be heard, was the water dropping from the caves walls and the creaking of the wood from the ship.

One by one, each of the six serpent heads emerge from the still water. Scylla follows. Her head breaking the surface. Her white eyes only focused on the vessel.

“Who dares to enter my liar?” Her powerful voice echoed within the cave walls. The snakes slither around the boat. Smelling for any fresh meat.