Once they get away from the crowd and close to the surf, Haizea turns to Zafika and puts a hand on her hip.
"So. What exactly do you know about me?" Her voice is even, and she's evaluating Zafika with a level stare, noting the tail, scales and blindfold. A basilisk, huh? Very interesting.
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"So. What exactly do you know about me?" Her voice is even, and she's evaluating Zafika with a level stare, noting the tail, scales and blindfold. A basilisk, huh? Very interesting.