Chapter 54

“Who are you?” Venya asked, tilting her head to the side, confused by the short, olive-skinned man that was covered from his bald head to bare feet in blood and flesh chunks now standing just outside of a large, opened gash in the neck of the snake.

“I am Grub. Oh don’t be worrying pretty face, Grub will fetch wonky leg, give me few minutes,” the man said, spinning quickly on his heels to face the opening once more and as he moved forward, he pushed the skin aside to step back into the throat of the snake.

Venya stared shocked at the gaping wound in the dead snake, she had never seen a man like that before. He was a short olive-skinned stockily built man who had a bald head and very prominent facial features, broad shoulders with a slightly pudgy belly, baggy pants held up by a cord tied around his waist, and bare feet. His skin was half covered in a wide variety of sparkling black tattoos, all except a strange red smear mark that ran from one cheek across his nose, stopping at the ot