บท 113: The Rescue

Helena's attempts to fight back proved futile as the constricting snakes held her tightly, rendering her immobile. Their powerful grip resembled iron shackles, leaving her unable to move or breathe freely.

"Foul creatures!" Helena exclaimed, her frustration evident. But her words were short-lived as the snakes coiled around her, silencing her with their constricting presence.

The intruder, once fearful, now laughed triumphantly. "Thank you, my friend! You arrived just in time," he said gleefully. He would have met his demise at Helena's hands if his companion hadn't come to his aid.

A figure, dressed in a black mask and attire similar to the intruder, approached swiftly. "How dreadful. You lost your hand merely from a confrontation with a woman?" the newcomer remarked. From his voice and stature, he seemed younger, perhaps even a child, as his body was too thin and short to be considered a man.