Plop—!
Within the convoluted bowels of the deformed serpent, where its corrosive acids dissolved the remnants of both horrors and hapless creatures alike, Gin found himself sitting upon one of the corpses.
'What a way to die. Being eaten twice.'
Gin surveyed the undulating environment, the surroundings pulsating and shifting in a mesmerizing dance. It became evident that this deformed serpent differed significantly from the usual ones, marking a unique encounter for Gin.
This distorted snake was none other than the same one that had pursued Gin as he made his way toward the fourth area.
'Well, anyways, I don't want to die so in the meantime I'll have to use this big guy as a way to replenish my soul.'
A wry smile played on Gin's lips as he indulged in self-sarcasm, finding a certain irony in facing a familiar predicament for the second time. This go-around, the adversary loomed even larger, gracefully swimming the watery expanse.
