DARIAN’S POV

It took three Guards to throw me into the cellar and they were quick to draw the door and lock it. The smell of decay and rotten meat set the tone for the dungeon and it was clear that they didn't prioritize cleaning down here.

My breathing was disrupted by the snake still wrapped around my face and everything I saw was through the small space where it hadn't slithered shut. 

It wasn't beyond me to kill an animal and I would gladly tear it from the middle ...