"Stop right now! You'll die!"
A deep and familiar voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
Wen Shu was so disoriented from the pain that she thought she was hallucinating, until the Sharp-leaf Grass let out a piercing scream and she abruptly opened her eyes.
A giant dark green vertical pupil was almost pressed against her face, reflecting her current disheveled state.
The entirely pitch-black giant snake straightened its body, exhaling a mass of icy mist. The leaves of the Sharp-leaf Grass instantly froze, and the snake's tail swung powerfully, shattering the leaves completely!
The Sharp-leaf Grass writhed in agony, and as the vines binding her body convulsed and retreated into the underbrush, several thicker and longer thorny vines lashed fiercely towards the black snake.
Wen Shu regained her freedom, but her bloodied legs were too weak to support her, causing her to fall straight to the ground. Her leg bones emitted a teeth-grating "creak," staining the ground with her blood.
