"Hmph, a mere little snake is hardly worth mentioning," the master said as he looked down at the ground, bent over, and grabbed the snake's tail. Of course, the snake would not be easily captured and turned its head, trying to bite the master.
Seeing this, the master quickly spun the snake around for over a dozen circles, and afterward, the snake hung there limply, as if it had resigned itself to its fate, though perhaps it was simply dizzy.
"Master is so mighty," I admitted honestly. I wasn't particularly afraid of snakes, it was just the sight of a black and red venomous snake that had startled me.
"Hehe, you, my boy, are not even afraid of a Ghostly Apparition, but you're scared of a snake," the master said with an inevitable shake of his head before throwing the snake far away.
The snake wriggled on the ground for a few moments before quickly slithering into the forest and disappearing from sight.