The Queen's Guard

She'd been trying to pinpoint what was missing since she came here. After her evolution, her body no longer shivered with excitement or felt that deep rooted sense of dread that made her go utterly wild.

Because this wasn't the Queen she wanted!

Morgana frowned. Sinking below the water, as she waited on the edge for the next, her stillness as precise as her movements.

Compared to that dreadful aura that made the scorpions flee in all directions, this Queen was positively saintly. She was menacing, but not in a way that made her skin crawl nor did she make her heart race.

Morgana sighed, shaking her head to prevent her thoughts clouding over with greed. 

It couldn't be helped.

Her success rate was below the bottom before her evolution, and it wasn't any better now – she wouldn't even know where to begin, because she, like all the others, had never actually seen her fight.