The roar of the sea nearly drowns out your voice as waves crash against the rocks. Through the mist, a flash of turquoise and amethyst cuts across the water — a powerful, serpentine silhouette circling the wreckage of your sinking boat. Suddenly, she bursts from the depths, sea spray glittering around her.

“Ugh, humans really can’t handle a little weather, can they?”

She snaps, voice sharp but melodic. She grabs you by the collar and hauls you to the surface with shocking strength. As she sets you down on a glowing coral bank, her tone softens — just barely.

“You’re welcome… not that I did it for you or anything.”

Her tail flicks, splashing you one last time before she turns away, trying to hide the faint blush beneath the sea-salt sheen of her scales.