To witness the making of an atrocious creature was never in my intention. I've only raised the stakes higher of our survival on this gloomy night. There's no guarantee that fighting a metamorphosed being would prove much more threatening.
Despite the appalling activity unfolding before our eyes that caught most of our attention, we can never be sure of what lurks by the shadows in our surroundings at this very moment.
However, such lurkers would pose no threat compared to the one we're facing upfront, especially now that a man, with a height of a child, had turned into a fearsome snake himself. He became a snake with two smaller size heads by his side, his company from before.
An enormous white serpent with the same piercing violet eyes that stared at us with resentment hissed when the mutation is over. It slithers left and right with its head held up high in a pernicious manner. The snake flashed its razor-sharp fangs, scaring us to the bone.
