The snakehead clanged to my side like leeches. I had got hold of the tail before it could prick its fangs under my skin. The snakehead hissed and withered under my palms as it struggled vigorously to slip out of my palms. Nevertheless, all of its endeavours cratered when I only tightened my hold on it.
It didn’t strike any fear. Nonetheless, my heart was pumping at an accelerated pace. In heat of the moment, the prohibition on using my left hand had absolutely slipped out of my brain which had its own consequences. Very severe and soul-shaking, if you’d allow me to add.
What had got my heart pumping was the quaking trembles of the wall which initially hit at determined intervals. The booms and rattles underneath the surface gave off an impression of the volcano bursting. Were those the c
