Alpha Atlas
Many of the frantic fae running shielded their eyes, or ran into one another as they continued to escape.
Atlas continued glowing, brighter until even I had to cover my eyes. The glowing died as fast as it had come, transforming Atlas in the process.
Atop his head was a crown of silver, forming cresting waves with shimmering diamonds at their peaks. I could smell the salty brine of the ocean, and could feel the spray hit my skin.
Alpha Atlas Andino stood tall, his eyes locked on Aralia as he finished his transformation into the next High Lord of the Water court.
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