Last Strike 

SHARRRR SHARRRR SHARRRR

I opened my eyes a moment before the strongest attack of the old snake was about to strike my shields; the nine snakes of the old snake had merged together, forming a nine-headed hydra with a shuddering aura.

It was coming at me with burning wrath in its eye, the same emotions in the eyes of the old snake; it had been attacking my shield for nearly ten minutes, and till then, it was unable to make them more than a ripple.

It had tried other moves, too, strong moves in combinations of nine snakes, but they were futile against my shields.

"Burn it to ashes, my hydra!" shouted the old snake in fury as the hydra reached me.

The hydra, as if listening to its command, opened all nine of its mouths simultaneously, and nine types of dangerous colorful cursed gathered in its before they shot toward me, combining into a pure white curse, which felt far more dangerous than any of nine curses.