Protected by the Devil
So I took a step forward, in the direction of the viper, she watched me, her eyes narrowing, and, in a gesture of deep reverence and recognition, she lowered her big head, allowing her to stay at a height that Vraxlon's body could touch her.
I stretched out the warrior's hand, and felt the snake's skin, remembering a lot of having the same feeling when touching sand. The whole snake was made of rugged scales, but its skin was dry, hot and rough. A supra-orbital horn rose over each of her eyes, like a pointed scale, giving the impression that they could bend and bend so that she could dodge tight places easily. The body was thick and cylindrically depressed. The short and wide snout. The snak
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