Arabella

*My head snaps up, my sea-green eyes narrowing as I scan the surroundings, Riptide's familiar weight a comforting presence disguised in my pocket. The air feels heavy, charged with a strange, unnatural energy that always spells trouble for a demigod like me. A scruffy, three-headed dog with drool dripping from its fangs suddenly lunges from behind a rusted dumpster, its growl echoing like thunder in the alley. I don't even hesitate, my hand instinctively flying to my pocket as I pull out the ballpoint pen, the cap flicking off with a familiar click.*

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