Gushes of blood poured out from the stump on Amon's right arm. He took out a handful of powder from his space ring. After injecting the powder with aether, it ignited. He then shoved the blazing fire into his cut arm.
"GRRRGGHHH…!!!"
The burning closed the wound forcefully and stopped his bleeding. The powder was emergency medication to close off wounds, worked better than the healing salve but hurt like hell.
He didn't allow himself to lose consciousness from the intense pain. His face was full of sweat. His eyes were staring intensely at the python that was still coiling around the tree trunk.
The trunk was half crushed by now. Unable to bear the weight of its top part, the tree slowly bent and fell. The python fell with the tree. Its body was pressed to the ground by the fallen tree. It didn't turn invisible and it was also not moving.