The five-colored mutant python watched as William approached with a chef's knife in hand, resembling a farmer ready to harvest ripe vegetables.
The mighty five-colored mutant python, a dominant force on Mount Olympus, had now become mere ingredients on a chopping board.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to kill you. I'm just going to chop off a bit of your tail," William said as he walked over to the python's tail, wielding the chef's knife. He prodded along the python's body with his fingers, searching for the tastiest spot.
Such a large python was more than he and Silas could eat, so naturally, he chose the most delicious part.
The five-colored mutant python watched the chef's knife in William's hand, harboring a sliver of hope that such a simple weapon couldn't possibly harm it. It believed the knife would surely break against its tough skin.
