At the eastern outskirts of Houston, where lush forests and sprawling fields stretched as far as the eye could see, three figures moved with blistering, inhuman speed. Hutton, Bob, and Boma raced across the uneven terrain, their breaths heavy but measured. Behind them, the colossal two-headed snake thundered after them, its massive body flattening trees and uprooting the ground in its relentless pursuit.
Each time it seemed to gain on them, its twin heads lunged forward, attempting to ensnare or crush its prey. But the trio evaded its every move with a seamless combination of agility, strategy, and pure determination.
The serpent's left head spewed a stream of venom, its toxic spray scorching the ground as it hissed menacingly. Boma shouted a warning, and the three of them leapt in different directions, narrowly avoiding the corrosive liquid.
"Watch the venom!" Boma growled as he landed lightly on his feet, casting a quick glance behind him.
