The clouds part as the head of a mountainous pink scar-covered snake slowly lowers down, its white, soulless eyes staring right at you, a very long forked tongue flickering in and out of its cavernous mouth.

In the distance you see the snake's pink scaly body, it has become apparent to you that you are facing the Snake King, an incredibly old, powerful and gargantuan Mother Snake.

As its body coils and twists in the distance, it looks you in the eyes with hunger, its many sharp, dagger-like teeth a terrifying sight. If it were able to drool, it definitely would have drooled a tsunami.

As the Snake King twists its massive coiled body, strong winds are buffeting and billowing around it.