Two Thousand Club
Sigrdrífa smiles at Zoya's description, "You have my attention." She pulls her gaze away from the tower to glance at the spirit of the little girl, "I will slay this Achiba. Where is-" her gaze snaps back to the tower as the earth shakes and a roar splits the air. "Speak of the faerie. Tell me, Zoya, does this Achiba have flesh? Say, tal as a yeddim, not counting its wings? Tail and many slavering maws?"