They turned.
From the waves below, feminine figures began to rise, serpentine beings with seductive curves and sea-slick scales.
Their long tails swayed with effortless grace, torsos human-like but hauntingly pale.
Where their eyes should have been, there were only smooth hollows.
Curved horns adorned their heads, and bat-like wings flared from their backs, clearly the tools they'd used to reach the windows.
[Stoneback Siren]
[You have fallen under the influence of Charm.]
[Mana Control activated.]
[Charm effect: Nullified.]
Timothy's eyes sharpened.
Of course, the dungeon had sirens, monsters built for seduction and death, their charm abilities crafted to unravel teamwork from within.
And that wasn't all.
Between the hidden threat of the statues and these airborne predators, this "raid" had just turned into a massacre.
He flexed his fingers.
Armament activated, shimmering across his hands in a protective gleam.
"Here we go..." he muttered.
