[No answer, at least not in words. That's all the answer that the Empress needs. It's someone, not something, and they aren't answering. That means a threat. She hisses, face fins flaring as she bares her teeth - all present, all perfectly aligned, and all sharp, just like a shark's.
And then she plants her trident into the floor, giving herself only the slightest running start before using the tines to launch herself upward. Is that her hair that she uses to pick up her weapon as she moves? It's not entirely clear whether it's her hair or whether she's just contorted in midair, but either way, the trident is in her hand when she lands.
She points the tines directly at Chloe's face, not saying a single word.]
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And then she plants her trident into the floor, giving herself only the slightest running start before using the tines to launch herself upward. Is that her hair that she uses to pick up her weapon as she moves? It's not entirely clear whether it's her hair or whether she's just contorted in midair, but either way, the trident is in her hand when she lands.
She points the tines directly at Chloe's face, not saying a single word.]