As he got closer to the heroes and villains that were organizing into lines, shouting something I somehow couldn’t hear over the buzz of fear and adrenaline, I could almost make out his face.
It’s a little late for “buzz”, don’t you think? :p
It was something you never really saw in the videos or pictures. He had no nose or mouth, no ears.
Eyes?
That would be a weakness Taylor could exploit. She’s got experience in getting rid of that particular facial organ.
His face was a flat, rigid expanse of the same scaly skin that covered the rest of him, like the scales of a crocodile’s back. The hard, featureless plain of Leviathan’s ‘face’ was broken up only by four cracks or tears – one on the right side of his face, three on the left.
Huh. Scars from previous attacks?
In each of those dark gaps, the green orbs of his eyes glowed with a light that pierced through the rain.
Huh, never mind. Asymmetrical eyes. It’s unusual, but I can dig it.
His head moved faster than the rest of him, twitching from one angle to the next like someone’s eyeball might flicker left, right, up and down, taking us all in, uncannily out of time with the rest of his body.
Not expecting so much immediate resistance, pal?
“Get ready!” Legend howled the words.
It was hard to say whether Leviathan heard the command or if Legend had spotted some tell, but Leviathan dropped to all fours at the same time Legend gave the command. With Legend’s cry still ringing in the air, Leviathan moved.
Something about that italicization and what we’ve been told about Leviathan’s mobility tells me he’s not gonna be moving just a few feet.
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