Subduing the Coil

A massive emerald serpent lay coiled across the concrete terrace, guarding a heavy brass nozzle. I marched straight into its domain without hesitation. When the ribbed rubber threatened to roll beneath my advance, I lunged forward. Driving my crimson blade directly between the tightly wound loops, I used the leverage to force the brass nozzle outward until it clanked flat against the stone floor. I planted both boots firmly onto the ribbed green armor. This reservoir conduit has ceased its resistance and now submits to my tactical command.