"Hahaha... My Little Flower is extremely venomous," the man cackled, triumphant.
The struggles of the weak are always fleeting.
"Oh...?"
Aurora Sinclair, who had seemingly been bitten, pinched the snake's head and slowly raised it.
A bolt of Power struck its vital point. The tail wrapped around her wrist gradually went soft, finally dangling like a piece of decorative cord.
"Little Flower—!" the man yelled. He glared viciously at Aurora Sinclair, his pupils slowly turning amber as he stared at her like a snake.
His hair began to lighten at the roots, and the Power emanating from him surged, breaking past the level of a Martial King.
Aurora Sinclair glanced at him and vanished once more. A flicker of an afterimage, and the man who'd raised his gun for a sneak attack suffered another broken bone as his weapon clattered to the floor.
One of them was even coiled in the grip of the massive python.
