A noble sliced her tail. But that wound woke Poseidon’s blood inside her. Lira was nobody — until golden patterns blazed across her fins. The usurper king sent assassins. A curse ate into her heart. She hunted down every Trident piece, bled for each one. A dying priest broke her chains with his own life. In the final battle, she burned the tyrant to ash. Now she rules the seven seas. But deep in the abyss, a pair of crimson eyes just opened. The darkness has a master — and it’s coming for her.
