Serpens. The symbol for medicine, for healing. Nessie, Mother of the Serpents, has always understood how to keep the balance. Why does she remain by my side when all I can think about is tipping the scale for purposes of revenge?

But there’s no such thing as just human. Humans can do incredible things sometimes.

If ye have a choice one way or another, don’t risk it. Prepare yerself an’ then come back, stronger ‘n ever. Never pick a fight when angry; do it when ye’ve got a clear head an’ a reason to risk yer life and others. Only stand up ‘n fight when absolutely necessary, when it means saving a life rather than endangering more.

Who are you people, really?” Valkyrie demands.I smirk, shrinking into my humanoid form. “Do you believe in gods?

I would be there, too, long after the armies had parted ways. I would pick up the pieces their senseless fighting had brought on.

My breath catches in my lungs as exhilaration takes over my energized limbs. I no longer feel the stones underfoot. All I know is the air whooshing past my ears and the thud of my wild heart. I am light as air.

I groaned as me limbs grew to immense proportions an' me neck stretched. Moss-coloured scales emerged upon me slick skin. Me snout elongated and me teeth sharpened to the size o' small dirks.

I grin. "What say ye to taking down the monster we call Saint Patty?"The maiden of Loch Ness breaks into a wide smile, displaying beautiful ivory fangs. "I say aye, lad. That is if ye can keep up with me.