CHAPTER 152: THE PIT OF VENOM

Shirley struggled to regain control of her body, her limbs heavy and unresponsive. Every effort to move was complicated as if invisible chains bound her muscles. She groaned in frustration, her voice echoing off the cold, damp walls of the pit where Dark Seer had pushed her. The venom coursing through her veins had taken effect, its paralyzing effects preventing her from climbing out. She shivered, partly from the cold and partly from fear of dying and being unable to help Drakon. The growls emanating from deeper within the pit sent chills down her spine. "This can't be happening," she whispered, trying to keep calm. "I need to get out of here." Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the giant snake slithering towards her, its scales glistening yellow and black. The serpent's eyes locked onto hers, and Shirley could feel its hunger. "No, no, no," she muttered, racking her brain for a way out. But every idea seemed futile against the venom's grip on her body. The snake lunged at her,