Adrenalin surged through Sef's body, heightening her senses and making every moment seem to drag on for an age. She smirked in satisfaction when the spear hit home, but wasted no time on self-congratulation. With her primary weapon out of reach she went for the knife at her belt - used just minutes ago to kill and gut a fish.

Pulled out of its sheath, she raised it up only to have it knocked out of her grip by a hard, jarring blow. The snake had lunged at her even quicker than she'd expected it to and for a second fear gripped at her chest. She was weaponless.

Weaponless but not alone, however. She became aware of Joachim next to her, blocking a blow from the snake with his blackened arm.