Misato didn't move. Didn't even flinch.
At the last possible second, she sidestepped. The snake's head crashed into the stone platform where she'd been standing, cracking the ancient rock. Before it could recover, Misato leapt onto its neck, driving her spear down with both hands.
The weapon punched through scales, but barely penetrated the thick muscle beneath. The snake reared back, trying to throw her off. Misato clung to the embedded spear, her feet no longer touching anything solid.
"Jordan! Now!" she yelled.
Jordan's shadows surged forward again, this time targeting the snake's open mouth rather than its body. Black tendrils wrapped around its jaws, forcing them apart.
"Naomi!" I grabbed her shoulders. "Can you hit the inside of its mouth? Full power?"
She nodded, face pale but determined. "I need five seconds to charge."
"You've got three." I pushed myself to my feet, raising my hands. Wave Motion wouldn't kill this thing, but it could damn well distract it.
