I held my weapon in front of me as snakes from every direction came running up to me swinging their weapons. I sliced my sword at a snake cutting his chest and knocking him to the ground.
I used my white tornado and knocked about 5 snakes out of the game. I took my ice and froze a line of snakes only to let a group of snakes climb over their frozen bodies and come running towards me.
I felt my hands tense up as I felt a knife get stabbed in my back. I swung my sword back at the snake cutting his head off. I didn't mean to kill him, I couldn't think about this now though.
"Fire!" Pythor yelled I looked over and saw hundreds of arrows with fire tips fly towards me. I put up an ice shield blocking the arrows. The fire melted the ice and started to come towards me.
I swung my sword deflecting some arrows. I felt two go into my stomach and one into my shoulder. I ripped them all out and went back to fighting. I felt my sword get pried from my hands.
I pulled out my bow and shot the three arrows. I threw my bow at a snake and pulled out the two tiny stars I shot them at two snake's barley doing anything. I grabbed the daggers and stared randomly stabbing things around me.
Blood was everywhere. I seemed to lose one dagger in the middle of stabbing. I held my bleeding shoulder as one snake hit me in the face with a bat making me fly back.
I was on my back, defenseless, and critically wounded. I saw that the snakes were moving away and making an aisle. I saw Pythor slither down until he was right in front of me.
"Thisss will be fun" he said as he lifted the sword over his shoulder ready to come down on my head. I couldn't do anything, I felt too weak to anything.