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.

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.