230 Chapter 211: Training (P3)

I think I have a cursed tongue,

The moment I let my guard down, the moment I think not even the most basic creature of the forests, a snake, wants to have a piece of me...

I'm attacked by a ridiculously massive one.

The moment Anselm and I noticed the lumbering beast hiding within the thick shrubbery, it struck at us with a great, thirsting hunger. And even now it chases us.

"Uh...How the hell are we going to get rid of that thing!" Anselm yells over the hissing and crashing sounds of the giant snake slithering and pushing its way through the forest and after us.

At last I realize why there was little in the way of a predator when we entered, why nothing had made to attack us up until this point; the snake had taken complete control of the surrounding area, any monster trying not to die would know not to cross here.