Odyssey Of Survival-Chapter 78 The Serpent’s Wrath II

The massive serpent moved with a terrifying grace, its elongated body slithering across the forest floor, crushing trees and underbrush beneath its weight. Its golden eyes glinted as it locked its gaze on Nate, who lay crumpled and unconscious among the ruins of shattered trees. The serpent’s jaw unhinged, revealing rows of razor-sharp fangs glistening with venom. It opened its mouth wide, preparing to swallow its prey whole.

Before it could strike, Alice appeared between them.

Her white hair gleamed under the faint light filtering through the canopy, and her silver eyes were filled with fierce determination. Frost crackled up her arms, enveloping her hands in a sheen of ice that glittered like shards of crystal. Her presence was small compared to the colossal serpent, but there was no fear in her stance—only resolve.

"Not today," Alice murmured, her voice steady as she raised her hands.

The serpent hissed, its forked tongue flicking out as it recoiled slightly. It studied her for a moment, almost as if it was amused by the audacity of this much smaller creature standing in its way.

Then it struck.

The serpent lunged with blinding speed, its jaws snapping shut where Alice had been a moment earlier. She sidestepped nimbly, the frost on her hands extending outward in sharp spikes. She thrust her arms forward, sending a barrage of ice shards flying toward the serpent’s head.

The shards struck true, piercing its snout and the softer areas around its eyes. The serpent screeched in pain, shaking its massive head violently to dislodge the ice. For a brief moment, it seemed as though Alice had gained the upper hand.

But the serpent recovered quickly. With a furious hiss, it swung its tail toward her like a massive whip. Alice leaped into the air, narrowly avoiding the attack, but the force of the serpent’s tail created a shockwave that sent her tumbling backward.

She hit the ground hard, the air rushing out of her lungs. Gritting her teeth, she scrambled to her feet just in time to see the serpent coming at her again.

This time, it reared up to its full height, towering above her like a mountain. Its golden eyes glowed with anger, and it struck downward, its mouth open wide. Alice raised her hands instinctively, creating a wall of ice in front of her.

The serpent crashed into the barrier, shattering it into a thousand pieces. The impact sent Alice flying backward once more, her body skidding across the ground. She groaned, struggling to rise as pain radiated through her limbs.

The serpent didn’t relent. It slithered forward with terrifying speed, its tail swinging toward her again. Alice barely managed to raise an icy shield, but the tail smashed through it effortlessly, sending her sprawling.

Blood trickled from a cut on her forehead, and her breaths came in ragged gasps. Despite the odds, Alice pushed herself up, her legs trembling as she faced the beast once more. Her frost-covered hands shook, but the determination in her eyes burned brighter than ever.

"I won’t let you win," she muttered through gritted teeth.

She extended her hands, summoning a surge of ice that spiraled around her like a blizzard. The frost formed a massive spear in her grasp, its edges glinting dangerously. With a cry, she hurled the spear at the serpent with all her might.

The icy weapon struck the serpent’s underbelly, piercing through one of the lighter scales. The beast let out an ear-piercing screech, writhing in pain as it recoiled. For a moment, Alice thought she might have turned the tide.

But the serpent’s fury only grew. It slammed its tail into the ground, creating a shockwave that knocked Alice off her feet. Before she could recover, the serpent struck again, its head crashing into her with enough force to send her flying into a nearby tree.

Alice cried out as her back hit the trunk, the impact leaving her dazed. She slumped to the ground, her vision swimming as the serpent loomed over her.

The beast opened its mouth, venom dripping from its fangs as it prepared to deliver the final blow. Alice struggled to move, but her body refused to obey. The frost on her hands flickered weakly, her strength nearly spent.

She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the end.

Then, a sudden surge of energy filled the air.

The serpent froze, its golden eyes narrowing as it sensed a new presence. Alice opened her eyes just in time to see a figure standing between her and the beast.

It was Nate.

He stood tall, his body radiating with an intense energy that crackled in the air around him. His fiery aura was gone, replaced by arcs of blue lightning that danced across his skin. His eyes glowed with an electric light, their intensity almost otherworldly.

Alice stared in awe, her heart pounding in her chest.

The serpent hissed, its massive body coiling as it prepared to strike again. Nate didn’t move, his gaze locked onto the beast with a calm, unshakable confidence.

As the serpent lunged, Nate raised his hand, the lightning around him sparking brighter than ever. "You asked for this"

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Back at the camp, Jason and Axel were lounging in their shared room, the dull light from a hanging lantern making their shadows dance on the walls. As usual, their conversation drifted into crass territory.

"How’s it going with Bella?" Axel asked, leaning back and tossing a rock from hand to hand, his smirk smug as ever.

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Jason let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head. "Fuckin’ done, man. She’s just got me hauling shit for her. Never took me seriously. Like, I’m good for work, but not good enough to fuckin’ date, huh?"

Axel barked out a laugh. "Figures. That girl’s all about control. And don’t even get me started on Alice. That bitch doesn’t even know I exist. Too busy fantasizing about Nate like a fuckin’ lovesick puppy."

Jason raised an eyebrow. "Alice? Shit, man. Madison’s just as bad. You’re telling me both of them are all over that fireboy? What the fuck’s so special about him anyway?"

"Fuck if I know," Axel grumbled, tossing the rock harder and catching it mid-air. "Guy’s got some stupid fire tricks, and suddenly all the camp beauties wanna drop their panties for him. Makes me sick. Like, what the fuck do we gotta do to get noticed?"

Jason leaned back, shaking his head in frustration. "Fuckin’ Nate. Always gotta be the hero, always gotta have the spotlight. Guy’s hogging everything."

Their shared grumbling was interrupted by a sudden knock at the door. Both men froze, their conversation cut short as they glanced at each other.

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"You expecting someone?" Jason asked.

Axel shook his head. "Fuck no. You?"

"Nah," Jason replied, standing up a little straighter.

Axel got up, walking to the door with a frown. "Better not be another idiot asking us to do their work for ’em," he muttered. He yanked the door open, ready to tell off whoever it was.

Instead, he froze.

Standing in front of him was Claire, her presence immediately commanding the room. She was dressed in a sleek, deep red dress that left very little to the imagination. The fabric clung to her body like a second skin, accentuating every curve. The neckline plunged low, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage, and the slit running up her thigh revealed smooth, flawless skin as she shifted her weight onto one leg. Her dark hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and her painted lips curled into a sly smile.

"Can I come in?" she asked, her voice soft but carrying an undeniable edge.

Axel blinked, recovering quickly. His grin returned, wider and more crooked than before. "Fuckin’ hell, Claire. You’re full of surprises. Yeah, come on in," he said, stepping aside to let her in.

Claire sauntered into the room, her heels clicking against the floor as she glanced between Axel and Jason. She walked with the confidence of someone who knew exactly how much attention she was commanding.

Jason sat up straighter, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What’s up, Claire? You don’t usually drop by."

Claire smiled faintly and moved to sit down in the chair across from them, crossing her legs slowly. The slit of her dress revealed even more of her thigh as she adjusted her position. "I need your help," she said simply.

Axel raised an eyebrow, sitting back down beside Jason. "Help? With what? You got all dressed up to ask us for a favor? Feels like some bullshit."

Jason chuckled, shaking his head. "No kidding. What kind of ’help’ we talking here, Claire?"

Instead of answering immediately, Claire leaned forward, her eyes locked on them. Her voice dropped into a whisper as she spoke, her words meant only for their ears.

When she pulled back, both men stared at her in stunned disbelief.

"You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me," Jason said, his voice rough with shock.

Axel let out a low whistle, leaning back and rubbing his jaw. "There’s no fuckin’ way we’re doing that. Not a chance in hell."

But Claire was prepared. She smiled, a sly, knowing smile. "Of course, there’s a reward," she purred, stepping closer.

"What’s the reward?" Axel asked, his resistance faltering as his gaze dropped to her body.

Without another word, Claire sat down, one leg draped over each of theirs, her dress riding up. She slowly began to peel away the lace from her chest, revealing her breasts—firm, with nipples that stood erect, almost begging for attention. Her skin was smooth, almost glowing in the dim light, and as she moved, her breasts swayed slightly, drawing their eyes like magnets.

"Don’t you boys want to have a feel of this?" she whispered, her hands moving to their crotches, her fingers tracing over the fabric, feeling the growing hardness beneath. Her touch was deliberate, teasing, promising pleasures that could sway even the most hardened heart.

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