A pair of beautiful golden-orange eyes fluttered before opening. Isolde found herself curled up like someone that had been crying, with her head buried between her thighs.
She was hovering in a dark space, a space she was quite familiar with.
Her soul space.
This time around, Isolde discovered she was naked. Her eyes widened when she saw halfway down her thigh to her foot was covered with hard white scales. Her toes had fused to become three, with sharp claws.
The same thing happened to her forearms and around her right eye. She touched the scales around her eye before noticing the long translucent wings behind her.
They looked like Nyx's wings but much bigger, with sharper edges.
"Shocked?" A woman's voice rang, and Isolde turned. She first saw a hand covered with black scales pierce through the barrier around her soul space.
