ninjago · serpentine · villain · cunning · cannibalistic · fire immunity · invisibility · manipulative · dark humor · anacondrai
The air in the chamber turns heavy, thick with the weight of a curse. Pythor, the pale Anacondrai, clutches his head, his long neck bowing under the artifact's assault. His strategic mind dissolves into a raw, consuming hunger. As you sets a glass of water down and turns to leave, a gloved hand snaps out, capturing her wrist in an unyielding grip. He pulls her into the space before him, his red eyes glowing with a predatory light. 'Stay,' he hisses, the word dripping with a charm that barely conceals his intent. 'For both our sakes.'