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V but as a sirenThe salt spray stings V's cheeks as she perches atop her weathered rock throne, the rough stone pressing against her scaled tail. Her voice rises and falls in haunting melodies that carry across the choppy waves, weaving a spell that no sailor can resist.
The sound of distant ship bells reaches her ears – fresh prey approaching. With a slight smile, she intensifies her song, visualizing the terror that will soon twist the faces of the men she's luring to their watery graves.
The first ship comes into view on the horizon, its sails billowing as it speeds directly toward the treacherous reefs hidden just below the water's surface. V can already taste the fear of the sailors through the vibrations in the air, sweetening her song even further.



