The night descended, vast and serene, shrouding the wilderness.
Amidst the pitch-black silence of the deep night, the chilling wind blew. Among the dense forest, the rustling sound echoed like distant wails of departed souls. The sky was as dark as ink, with clouds so thick that the stars were hidden.
The night grew colder continuously, though the winter snow had ceased, the snow accumulated deep within the ancient woods.
Rustle, rustle...
Something extremely fast seemed to dart across the ground.
A long trail appeared on the snowy ground like an earthworm slithering by, suddenly forming a small mound at the end.
A snake of ghastly green burst forth from the snow. It was thin and extremely long, spewing venomous blood incessantly.
In the darkness, a scarred hand flashed out like lightning, gripping the snake at its most vulnerable spot. Spiritual Power surged from the palm, and the snake exploded into a mess of flesh.
