[Shinoa looks up to see the snakes recoiling from Lapis; a welcome sight indeed. She sprints to the nearest wall-torch and struggles to heft it off the wall, the need to hang on to her unwieldy scythe making her fumble.
It takes too long. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in her calf, reaching through her socks, and with a cry she jerks back- the torch clatters to the ground, rolling slightly across the floor and setting a few snakes on fire. The faster ones high-tail it out of there, survival instincts overtaking their desire to kill.
With a hiss of pain Shinoa bends to examine the bite. Snakebite..... potions, she needed an antidote, she's clawing through the small satchel of dungeon supplies she had on her, which one, wh i ch on e w a s-
At the same time, the lights and sounds have finally attracted Shinoa's vulture Carrier, now bored of the wall-inscriptions. Moura's snake-heads look particularly interesting- so, unintentionally, the vulture takes its master's place in the Help Lord Light Out cause, diving out of the air for Moura's face.
When the feathers have cleared it can be seen that the bird hadn't hurt Moura at all- it breaks out of its fall with a squawk, retreating hastily at the realization that the snakes on her head are animate.]
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It takes too long. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in her calf, reaching through her socks, and with a cry she jerks back- the torch clatters to the ground, rolling slightly across the floor and setting a few snakes on fire. The faster ones high-tail it out of there, survival instincts overtaking their desire to kill.
With a hiss of pain Shinoa bends to examine the bite. Snakebite..... potions, she needed an antidote, she's clawing through the small satchel of dungeon supplies she had on her, which one, wh i ch on e w a s-
At the same time, the lights and sounds have finally attracted Shinoa's vulture Carrier, now bored of the wall-inscriptions. Moura's snake-heads look particularly interesting- so, unintentionally, the vulture takes its master's place in the Help Lord Light Out cause, diving out of the air for Moura's face.
When the feathers have cleared it can be seen that the bird hadn't hurt Moura at all- it breaks out of its fall with a squawk, retreating hastily at the realization that the snakes on her head are animate.]