[Threshold Port — West Dock — Day 60 — 7:45 AM]
The first sound of Threshold Port was the mix.
Not one language — four simultaneous, mixed in the same space.
The second sound was the S‑rank creature on the north dock.
An eight‑meter reptile with the long neck of aquatic creatures adapted to land, wearing the level‑six enchanted collar Kira had read from the boat's crow's nest, pulling a cargo cart with four tons of supplies as if they were four kilos. The cart's handler — a fifty‑year‑old man with the expression of someone for whom this was Tuesday — adjusted the harness without taking his eyes off the destination.
The team on the dock watching.
"S‑rank," said Kira.
"Domesticated," said Raven.
"How long does it take to domesticate an S‑rank?" asked Emily.
"I don't know." Kira with Predator's Sense active on the reptile. "But the collar has enough age that the enchantment's signature has been active for at least two generations. The animal was born with the collar."
