Simon shook his head.
The melody clung to his thoughts like warm water. It was both soft and heavy at the same time. For a moment, he had wanted nothing more than to keep listening.
He drew in a sharp breath, and the feeling cracked apart.
His expression turned solemn.
The siren hadn't even been looking at him. Not truly. He had only caught the edges of a song meant for the beasts, and it had still slipped past his guard as easily as a breeze through an open window.
He looked at the three creatures again, this time more carefully.
All of them had gathered in the east, where The Wall curved toward the southeast.
The kraken and the serpent were Superior Catastrophe Beasts. Their pressure was enormous and it was also heavy enough to make the water around them tremble.
The siren was weaker. A Prime Catastrophe Beast.
Yet Simon believed it was the most dangerous out of all the beasts.
