My Anaconda Don't Want None

Ragna felt a rush of relief that the boy dove forward to help her, making it more difficult for the snake to wrap around her. They were soon joined by a brightly colored man with horns that seemed familiar to her. Between them the males managed to stretch the snake out enough that it didn't have a chance to completely wrap around her.

The snake thrashed and twisted as it tried to bite onto her, fangs questing for blood. Ragna bit down harder and thrashed her own head seeking to do as much damage as possible. She wasn't the sort to kill for the thrill of it but she didn't dare release the snake to see if it would flee. The moment she did she'd be opening herself up to a potentially fatal attack. They'd need to end this fight the old-fashioned way.