Outside the mist, everyone anxiously waited for the snake to rush out of the poison to end their life, resigned to their fate.
As the seconds trickled by, gradually morphing into minutes, they couldn't shake their curiosity about what the beast might be up to. After all, Julius had been inside the mist for more than three minutes already. No one dared to dream about his survival...
No one but the praying Arun, who still hoped to see his friend come back alive.
Soon, the wind blew the mist away, revealing a shocking scene to the travellers.
In the middle of rotting and poisoned grounds, lay a huge serpent, its body divided in two. Its scales, which were more resilient than steel, were cleanly cut by what seemed to be an extremely sharp and curved blade.
Every fighter in the group silently pondered the same question with dumbfounded expressions plastered on their faces. How did the serpent die?
