The burly man hurriedly sidestepped, trying to dodge Alan's assault.
Just moments ago, he had swung his massive axe with full force, only to be met with Alan's fierce counterattack. Retreating to this point had already left him teetering on the edge of exhaustion. Before new strength could surge within him, he wasn't foolish enough to take a direct hit.
But Alan was like a maggot clinging to bones—he simply refused to let him go.
No matter where the burly man dodged, Alan followed closely behind, a relentless shadow he couldn't shake off.
"Snake Lady! What are you standing there for? Help me, damn it!"
Panicking, the burly man threw all shame aside and shouted at the alluring woman who had previously teased Alan.
The woman chuckled softly at first, but then her expression turned chillingly cold.
"Go!"
At her command, the small black snake coiled around her shoulders abruptly swelled in size. Dark purple patterns surfaced on its scaly body, making it look extremely dangerous.
