Dancing on top of 1000 hoods Snake!

The air around the abyssal mountain trembled as Kent prepared to descend, his mind still replaying the events of the antidote's creation. He turned to take one last look at the purified Dark Sea, now shimmering gold under the morning light. 

Just as Kent stepped forward, a deafening hisssss pierced the silence, reverberating through the air like a thunderclap.

"How dare you mock me, human?" The voice boomed, each syllable dripping with venom and fury. "It's not over by merely stopping my poison!"

Kent spun around, his heart skipping a beat. Emerging from the depths of the abyssal mountain was a serpent of unimaginable proportions—its sheer size dwarfed even the mountain Kent stood on.