It's the movement that catches her eye first, followed closely by the gloriously satisfying, resounding THUNK as the metallic disk connects. It's enough to set the serpent reeling and give her time to recoil and strike with all her strength. Her blade connects with the soft flesh beneath its chin. She swings again, and again, until the head separates from the writhing coils around her, and the whole gory mess slumps around her feet.
Only then does she turn and look to see who came to her rescue.
Oh. Oh. Her bright blue eyes go wide. It's not every day one gets saved from certain death (shush) by a naked man, much less one built like that.
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Only then does she turn and look to see who came to her rescue.
Oh. Oh. Her bright blue eyes go wide. It's not every day one gets saved from certain death (shush) by a naked man, much less one built like that.