Watching Ram and Mai showing off their skills, Yang Wei felt a twinge of competitiveness. So as not to be overshadowed by the others, especially not in front of the Half-Drows.
He took a deep breath and concentrated his spiritual power on the bright red bracelet with a snake pattern coiled around his right wrist.
The more spiritual power he fed into it, the more the bracelet began to vibrate.
The small snakehead on top of the bracelet twitched before coming to life, its glossy scales glinting menacingly.
The bracelet unwound, transforming into a miniature snake, which shot toward one of the nearby Half-Drow mages with deadly precision.
The Half-Drow mage barely had time to react before the snake struck, sinking its fangs into his chest.
A scream ripped through the air as the mage's body convulsed, withering rapidly as the snake drained his blood.
