If it weren't for its spirituality, this huge magical instrument python would be nothing but a heap of dead matter.
The magical instrument python was extremely angry, opening its terrible mouth, seemingly twisting its head aimlessly, but suddenly spitting out a large swath of steel cables. The steel cables shot into a void at an alarming speed, forming a large web, dragging an old fellow out.
"Drink!" Santa shouted, flames from his body spreading around, firmly locking the void, and wrestling with the magical instrument python, determined not to be devoured by it.
However, in terms of strength, Santa was clearly at a disadvantage, being slowly but steadily drawn closer to the giant python.
Tamsin Macy quietly said to Owen Bertram, "My lord, the remnants of the void channel are right under this ground!" Owen Bertram immediately understood: no wonder Santa seemed somewhat overwhelmed when facing the Flying Sword Giant Beast just now, this old fellow had been holding back!
