Bab 272: You're Already Dead (1)

Scylla came stomping out of the portal that been holding her for a while. She had never felt the sun above her head, nor the marshy lands below her feet, yet it all felt awkwardly familiar. The moment she flapped her boundless wings, it felt like the swamp was hit by a cyclone. Every step she took sent tremors down the earth. When she stretched her neck, the trees overseeing the swamps were ripped apart. The sight was destructive yet majestic at the same time. She truly deserved the title of a queen, the queen of all dragons.