The sequence of events unfolded so rapidly that even Alex was caught off guard.
The Storm Serpent, without wasting a moment, sunk its fangs deep into the Silversting's head and yanked back forcefully, ripping a substantial piece of flesh from its skull.
The Silversting released a piercing shriek of agony, its focus entirely shifted away from Alex.
It flung its pincers upward, aiming to seize the Storm Serpent that had sunk its fangs into its head yet again.
Shaking off his initial shock, Alex instantly sprang into action.
He raised his hands and a dagger materialized in his grip swiftly.
He dashed towards the Silversting, which seemed oblivious to his approach.
The creature was preoccupied, its pincers snapping over its head in a desperate attempt to wrench the Storm Serpent from its skull.
The serpent, meanwhile, continued to gnaw on its head, tearing away chunks of flesh.
