With a huge combat bag on her, Lisa climbed up higher.
A lancehead pit viper coiled itself around a twig, which drooped from its heavy weight.
It seemed to have smelled something captivating. Its triangular head was aloft as its vertical pupils narrowed murderously.
A long dark shadow assaulted her immediately after.
Her hand moved swiftly to grab the snake's throat. The slight arch of her brow seemed to suggest that she was unhappy at its sneak attack.
The snake opened its mouth wide open and revealed its sharp fangs when she reached out to touch its head.
Her cold eyes narrowed as she looked at the snake in the face before she tore it apart with her bare hands. Its blood splattered on the ground as it was dumped on the grass, attracting a swarm of ants.
She plucked some ripe, wild fruit from the tree and handed them to the twins.
"Eat."
