Dragoncrest Cliffs archangel

Despite the tears still leaking down her face and the fear in her throat, Chantale was a creature of vengeance. The moment her mother pulled her into her embrace, she kicked a wide swath of sand at the jellyfish. Even though she didn’t know what it was called, she knew she hated it.

Looking up at her maman, she tried to sob out what happened. How she had stepped on the bell, how she had jumped on it, and then she thought the tentacles would feel the exact same, like a bouncy house. How she’d jumped from the bell and straight into the tentacles.

Se sa ki mal! Sa ki mal! She wailed out, kicking another gold stream of sand at the creature in her haste to burrow closer and further away from it.