Marked

Ophelia reacted quickly and leapt on the creature's tail, tightening her grip around it to stop its stinger from plunging into Typhons neck.

If that stinger pierced Typhon, who knew what kind of poison it would inject? 

Typhon was doing everything he could by coiling his body around the creature's, to stop its numerous teeth from biting her, and there was only so much the two could do with him restrained. 

The rain made the creatures sinewy body slippery and she felt her grip slip as it resisted her efforts. Its stinger inched even closer to Typhon, and Ophelia could see it touching the skin of his neck.

With her brother's life hanging in the balance, she gathered every last ounce of her might and forced the creature's tail away, just enough for Typhon to slip out of its grip.