C98 Genius Commander

The first Two-feeted Snakeman had already advanced toward the crowd, its form darting swiftly out of the dense fog. Its slender body writhed wildly as it fixed its gaze on its initial target. Its neck stretched out an astonishing half meter, its mouth bristling with sharp fangs, emitting an icy, foul stench.

Those targeted by the Snakeman were gripped with intense fear and anxiety. Yet