As Rye kept cutting the Oroboros’ tail repeatedly, she realized one thing. The new tail that kept sprouting was sturdier than the previous one. This made her life very difficult. She had to use her spiritual energy to cut what was probably the softest part in the snake’s outer body, and yet it wasn’t of much use.

Just as Rye was growing tired of it, the snake did not regenerate its tail anymore.

“Mm? Did it run out of gas finally?” she wondered, but then she could see the slight vibrations and jerks in its body. “Something isn’t right. These are not natural responses of the body.” The snake reacted as if someone was giving it external or internal stimuli. “Don’t tell me…” she brought her hand closer to the skin of the snake and felt a repulsive energy that made her want to back off. “Poison… Is it secreting poison through the skin?” She had to back away some more because the poison was mixing in the air. A normal person might not be able to see it, but she could if she were to focus o