Turning to Gin, Sol said, "Help me get closer to its head."
Gin was stunned but quickly pulled himself together as he helped Sol move towards the serpent.
"Aaahh! Please help-! Meee! I can't-! I can't take it anymore!" The loud, pitiful cries of the old traveler and knowledge seeker reverberated into the land.
Sol bit his lower lip as he positioned himself, preparing to get closer to the giant serpent. Any more delays and Alexander's brain might truly just give up. Worse, he might lose his head from all those shaking and moving around by the serpent.
Moving closer as he held the pouch containing the crushed product of the flower and the remaining magic powder Gin was carrying, Sol took a deep breath and shouted, "You weird serpent! Come and take this scent!!"
