Silas turned around while completing the finishing touches of the rune. He had to be careful, otherwise, it would blow up in his face and possibly even destroy most of his arm, if not his body.
The python reeled back its head and unleashed a breath of poisonous gas, yet Silas didn't move an inch.
He could see the green screen telling him that his body was not only fighting against the poison but also assimilating it and adapting to it.
The python stopped shooting its poison and looked at Silas with confusion.
Silas pointed his hand at the python and smiled.
The silverish-blue rune before him shone with immense intensity, and a second later, a single word left Silas' mouth. A word that activated the spell and froze the very ground below him before the spell could even be unleashed.
"Iceberg"
*BOOOOOOOOM*
The sound of rapid freezing echoed throughout the entire forest.
