A crescent moon illuminates the open-mouthed skull of the Bonefish, an enormous fanged face resting atop the Snapdragon Isle. Palm trees sway atop it and stalactites hang from the roof of its mouth. Halea is utterly dwarfed by it, with each tooth standing taller than her, and the canines standing far taller indeed.

She looks up at it with a cold, cruel stare - a subtle glow coming from behind her glass eyes.

She flicks her wrist to summon a small cyan plume of flame with a FWISH, and steps onto the sand with a CRUNCH from her heeled shoes.