Who knows what kind of rare creature that golden python really was… Martin thought, a chill running down his spine. At least its blood wasn’t poisonous— otherwise, I’d already be dead. A faint sense of relief rose in him.
“Martin? Hey, what’s wrong?” Wolfnine’s worried voice came from behind.
Martin blinked and came back to himself. “N-nothing. I was just… remembering something.”
With his thoughts gathered again, he moved deeper into the cave with the rest.
The tunnel wound and twisted like a serpent’s body, its branches splitting in every direction. Fortunately, Martin still remembered the route from when he’d been dragged inside before, and under his guidance they found the very passage that led to the golden python’s lair.
“Look! So many shedded skins!”
“There must be dozens of th
