Today was the perfect time for Black Widow to refine her Soul-Snatching Powder, but her pet—a five-meter-long Giant Black Python with a girth as thick as a grown man's waist and scales as black as night—was restless. It kept circling her, performing all sorts of bizarre contortions with its massive body.
Black Widow raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
This behavior, she recalled, was something that brat had taught the snake just before she ran off.
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