His departure, a tacit acknowledgment of the shifting tides, left Fitch seething with indignation.
The mercenary lord, grappling with the realization that his carefully laid plans were unraveling, sought recourse in desperation. " I will teach you all a lesson" Fitch declared at the top of his voice
In his fury, Fitch reached for a concealed scroll, its contents harboring a venomous surprise.
As the scroll unraveled, a legion of poisonous serpents slithered forth, their hissing forms intertwining in a deadly dance.
The air became thick with the acrid scent of danger as the vipers, a manifestation of Fitch's vindictive wrath, coiled and struck with lethal precision.
The sheer number of vipers was overwhelming, a relentless onslaught that tested the limits of Selina's ability to freeze them in their tracks.
