“Get back!” she warned.
The vines were Grade-A4 flora—psychic, venomous, and territorial. The Seekers had fled at the first tremor. But these three… they hadn’t run.
“I’m trying !”
“Outlawed tamer,” Kaelen said flatly. “Run along now. The Seekers will be back for my head.” adventure of the outlawed tamer with beautiful explorers raw
Hungry , the serpent whispered.
“And if I say no?”
Stay still , he thought.
Kaelen ducked behind a collapsed pillar as a trio of Imperial Seekers swept their mana-lanterns over the chasm. Their cloaks bore the Golden Scale—the guild that had branded him for the crime of taming a “Grade-S” beast without a license. The beast, a juvenile Void Serpent named Vesper, currently coiled around his ankle in the form of a silver bracelet.
The wind over the Skyfall Ruins tasted like rust and ozone. Kaelen’s fingers traced the scar on his left palm—a crooked “T” burned into the flesh. Tamer . A death sentence in the Empire.
Kaelen looked at her hand. Then at Vesper, who had returned to bracelet form and was pulsing warm. “Get back
Sera lowered her blades. “You… tamed them?”
Sera’s voice had changed. Not softer—harder, but with something beneath it. Desperation.
“Fine,” Kaelen sighed. “But only the vines.” But these three… they hadn’t run