Kindle Notes & Highlights
The Power of The Hydra Riika sprinted in from the hallway, rejoining the group on the balcony. If it wasn’t for her exposed midsection and lack of a helmet, Tempest would not have recognized her. She wore bright silver armor from head to toe. She shined like a newly minted coin, catching a reflection of every light source in the room. The breastplate, adorned with an image of a golden dragon, only covered her upper chest, leaving her well-defined abdomen exposed.
Yes, because no-one ever gets hit in the gut.
