After a while, everything in the half-plane returned to calm.
Herbert's smile was as usual, only his breath was slightly disturbed, and the curve of his mouth was more triumphant than before.
And apart from her clothes being a bit wrinkled and her slightly rapid breathing, it seemed like nothing had happened to Ophidia.
...except for that snake tail that would stand up to "intimidate" whenever Herbert got close.
The seven-colored scales slightly bristled, the tip of the tail raised alertly and swung from side to side, clearly marking a "safe distance."
Do not come over!
After being driven away several times trying to get close, Herbert wisely chose to give up.
He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and stepped back two steps, still wearing an innocent smile on his face.
"All right, all right, I won't go over."
Today's harvest has been quite good, let's leave it at that.
Don't push it further, it's really easy to get beaten up.
