Snatched

Blades and scales glistened in the sunlight as the sounds of battle reverberated through the air. The disciples of the Bloodlust Sect confronted the mighty serpent.

Juéxīn, the de facto leader of this group, wore a smile that creased his face, making him appear ten years older. The usually calm and collected burly man couldn't help but let out satisfied chuckles as he unceasingly ripped into the serpentine flesh with his blade.

And why wouldn't he?

Though he had lost two of his partners, the overall plan was progressing smoothly. With his experience, he sensed that this battle would soon conclude. The python, once formidable, now struggled in its weakened state. Its movements were sluggish, and its aura no longer matched its previous intensity.