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The snake lunged for Timothy and he smashed it in the mouth, at its venom fangs and watched it recoil in shock. The bottle cracked at the impact but it still held to its shape. 

He backed away and then slipped on the ground for a crucial moment as he cursed.

The snake recovered and seized the opportunity to pounce at him once again—and he staggered away. His ankle throbbed in pain as he created some distance between him and the creature. 

As he escaped, the snake's head smashed on the floor and made a shallow crater. It shook its head and for a glimpse of the time, it appeared to him that the fang wobbled.

It was crazy but it was working.

Timothy ignored the pain for a moment as he awaited the snake to lunge once again—and was quickly thrown further back into the wall.