Chapter 78: Bite the Truth

Liria sprawled across her bed, exhaustion etched into every fiber of her being. Ananara perched on the bedside table, glaring at the both of them as if their mere existence offended him. Enara, sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed, tapped her chin thoughtfully as she stared at Liria.

"What?" Liria asked, her voice muffled by the pillow.

"Your teeth," Enara said, her midnight eyes narrowing.

"My teeth?" Liria sat up, frowning. "What about them?"

"They're… sharper."

"Sharper?" Liria rubbed at her jaw absently.

"Not just sharper. They're fangs," Enara added, leaning forward. "When did this happen?"

Liria blinked, her confusion turning to alarm as she darted over to the mirror. Peering at her reflection, she bared her teeth. Sure enough, her canines looked longer, almost predatory.

"Oh, great," she groaned, poking at one of them. "First uncontrollable black fire, now vampire cosplay. What's next? Wings? A tail?"