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The site where the snake had bitten her was a gruesome sight. The skin around the wound was swollen and discolored, with dark veins snaking out from the puncture marks like sinister tendrils. The flesh was hot to the touch, radiating with the feverish heat of the venom coursing through her veins.

As Darien looked closer, he could see tiny droplets of blood oozing from the bite marks, mingling with the sweat on Amelia's skin. The area was mottled with bruising, a grim reminder of the deadly potency of the snake's venom.

Gosh! The snake had such a strong venom!

Fear gripped Darien's heart as he realized the severity of Amelia's condition. He could feel panic rising within him, threatening to overwhelm his senses. But he forced himself to push past the fear, focusing instead on the task at hand.

Darien gently laid Amelia down on the ground, his hands shaking with urgency and fear. He turned to the bald guard, his eyes blazing with fury. "Give us the antidote now!" he demanded, his vo