My Anaconda Don't Want None

Ragna moved strategically. The snake twisted and writhed but she held firm. Whenever she felt she had a chance Ragna would inch her jaws closer to the serpents head. At one point the boys lost their grip but she managed to keep her hold, her heart pounding as she feared it would wrap itself around her. Thankfully, her fellows got a hold of the snake once more. By that time, Ragna managed to work her teeth to its throat. Her jaws scissored shut, cutting through flesh and eventually strangling the serpent. Whens he was sure it was dead she let go and backed up, eyeing the snake as it continued to writhe while staring with cold, dead eyes.