When the glimmering spines rose above the water, Heather froze.

Despite her size, despite her power, despite the fact that this body was radically different than the hapless girl who'd once been dragged into a moat of sewer water and ripped to shreds, she froze.

Giant, slimy things in murky water had killed her once.

Why had she thought this was a good idea again?

But all misgivings aside, the only answer Maurice got was a growl. Because Heather's ego would not abide turning back now. She grabbed for it again, wings unfurling to make herself even bigger.