"Guest?" Sifa looked at Merinda in surprise.
The gray-haired, blue-eyed Scaled Folk elder nodded slightly. "She came from another island. What happened on her island was similar to what happened here, though there were some differences. I think you should meet her, Lord Sifa."
Sifa nodded. He summoned his Sequence 7 projections and had the Pyromaniacs teach the Scaled Folk how to use firearms. Then he followed Merinda to her residence, where he met a strange life-form.
She was female—or rather, a female creature.
Overall, she resembled a human woman. She had no scales, but her skin carried a faint blue tint and a strong scent of the sea. Her hair was dark blue, with each lock exceptionally thick. It drifted through the air like seaweed floating underwater, as though every strand possessed its own sentience and continuously probed in every direction.
Moreover, the tips of those strands would occasionally split apart, forming mouths like those of venomous snakes.
"Elder Lina, this is Lord Sifa, the savior of our Scaled Folk," Merinda said in simple introduction.
The creature called Lina rose to her feet. Every snake-hair on her head turned toward Sifa, their mouths opening one after another as they released the low hissing of snakes.
Sifa snorted. He knew this creature was probing him, so he immediately transformed several muscles on his face into dark crimson streams of flame, constructing strange patterns. The resulting impact made the creature named Lina scream. Instinctively covering her eyes, she collapsed to the ground.
Sifa revealed a trace of his divinity, displaying merely the tip of the iceberg of an incomplete Mythical Creature Form. Even so, it dealt a terrifying impact to beings at the Demigod level and above.
Had Sifa not made that display of divinity vanish at once, the creature called