An angel!

Run!

Behind Alia was a giant rattlesnake.

Its body was covered in earth-brown scales, each one the size of a human palm, the surface dotted with unevenly distributed horny spikes. As it slithered, it sent rocks and debris flying. It raised its head, a pair of pale purple eyes fixed on the running woman in front of it.

The woman's chestnut hair was disheveled in the wind.

Hiss!!!

A stream of venom sprayed out, hitting the woman's jacket squarely.

Bang!!

The durability of the jacket dropped to zero...

Alia kept running, her steps not at all chaotic. As she ran, she drank a potion to restore her stamina, and simultaneously swung the narrow sword in her hand, her spiritual energy flowing from her wrist to the sword.

The gravel under her feet rolled across the ground, following her closely. She let out a low shout and swung her sword, the gravel following her forming a barrier behind her.