I...I don't know!!

"He's not dead, even after that?! I don't believe it!"

Sharcha ckackled. "Then prepare to be killed by your own imagination!" He rushed forward, knocking all in his path aside untill he got to Rebecca at the back. She gasped as he stood over her, gazing down at her with his golden snake's eyes. He loved it. The look and smell of fear. He slowly raised a slender finger and took her hood back over her hair. He looked at her white eye with some surprise, but nothing more.

"I see. So, you have the Eyes of the Arrow, eh? Surprising that you could not blind me, then. I thought you were a poor archer, but it seems i'm far faster than even I thought."

Eyes of the Arrow. An eye condition that allows for unparalleled marksmanship. It forms in the mother's womb before birth in the form of a virus. The virus, however, is benevolent, and very beneficial.

Sharcha looked into her brown eye, the one that could show her fear. He flicked out his long forked tongue and licked her face. She shrank back, but he wouldn't allow that. He grabbed her face under the chin and pulled her back toward him. Rebecca was somewhere between fainting, screaming and crying at this point, but it only got worse. Sharcha hooked two fingers under her blouse and jerked forward, tearing the back in two. He licked his lips as he glared at her breasts, barely covered by a thin strip of cloth. He licked her tits where they weren't covered, and she shrieked softly. He started to tear her leggings off, when he felt a brief prick at the top of his head, followed by his head being pulled up quickly. Suddenly, his brain was very cold, and...he could've sworn he felt a draft in his head. He turned his eyes to the sides and saw Sagus standing on the ground holding a bloody sword. Everything was blurry, but the blood didn't look human. No, it was....

Sharcha's vision went black as he fell next to Rebecca, who was still shaking.