Five minutes had passed, yet it didn't seem like the hydra was going to calm down any time soon. After constantly spewing poison gasses at Ashton, the Hydra had now decided to chop the zompirewolf into pieces using his thousands of teeth.
[It is obvious the bastard would go for the most painful way to kill someone.]
'No thanks to your kind.'
[...]
Despite what Astaroth had to say, Ashton could feel something strange. As if the hydra was only acting to hurt him. After all, the creature had so much poison within himself, that he turned an entire sea poisonous. Yet he wasn't making use of that poison whenever Ashton got close to him.
This was even more suspicious. If someone had a weapon strong enough to one-shot their enemy, why the hell won't they use it? No explanation came into Ashton's head except one... the hydra did not want to kill him and was only acting as if he did.
