Bab 2843: Ancient Faults (Part 1)

In her human form, Zagran looked like a bulky woman in her mid-twenties, over 1.8 meters (6') tall, with shoulder-length blue hair, deep purple skin and eyes. She wore a sleeveless monk's garb that left many of the scars on her arms, hand, and neck visible.

There were even more under her clothes but all of them were nothing that even a regular Awakened couldn't easily heal, let alone a Guardian. Zagran conserved them because she considered them honor badges.

Those were wounds inflicted upon her during the most intense battles of her life and she used them as mementos of her past mistakes and the lessons she had learned from them.

"You look like a good kid, but the lack of feathers here is disheartening." A tap on Lith's forehead forced him to shapeshift into his Tiamat form. "Too many scales for my taste and what's that? A crown? The old lizard's blood ruined you, kid."