(Snake Perspective)

My first human encounter and they are already attacking my companions in this world. We clearly couldn´t run away or hide, as they already spotted us and had mounts that are faster than us. I saw how the two groups engaged each other and couldn´t do anything but hide on the shoulder of the monster. The monsters clearly had enough intelligence to use tactics and were experienced fighting against humans, and everything looked alright.

Only I couldn´t do anything. Just sitting and hopping I am not getting killed by a stray arrow. What can a little snake even do against an armored human who was clearly a experienced monster hunter?

Everything went downhill for us when they were beginning to coordinate and split us apart. I saw how the two mages concentrated their fire power on the metal one, while splitting the rest apart with explosives stones. They exploded like fucking hand grenades. WTF!

There is a reason why humans are the dominant species on the planet, and I just realized how cunning humans can be. They countered every attack every slash even if they are weaker in strength, they made it up by using tactics, natural counters, equipment, and their number advantage.

The mages bombarded the metal golem with flames and beams of energy, making his metal armor soft and bendable then they freeze him. His armor brittle and cracked. The poachers clearly knew how to deal with him, it looked so smooth as if they were doing it their whole life. Subduing him fairly easy by focusing on his joints with cold and heat and hitting the brittle place with an arrow. Breaking off three arms and one leg making him unable to move, he could only cry out in agony.

I could only watch.

Watch as my companions, I even dare to say friends, are subdued one by one.

Despite being unable to move he still didn´t gave up. The metal one in a last effort retracted his metal cover, revealing a fleshy inside vaguely in human form. Even The metal helmet is now gone, showing a featureless face with only a toothy smile. Were his stomach should be was a pulsing orb. He compacted all of the metal into one small spike which he then pierced the orb.

I looked at him in shock as he slumped to the ground and let out a laughter while coughing up blood. His body quickly turned to metal turning the monster into a statue. Two men who were going to attack him with a sword and an axe, looked at the boulder in horror knowing perfectly well what just happened. As the two men tried to desperately run away the statue exploded, sending many metal pellets flying in every direction. The two men who were the closest fell down to ground with a thump. Their body looked like swizz cheese. I and a few poachers almost vomited at the sight.

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Meanwhile he dirt golem who picked me up, used the chance and managed to grab an archer wo was distracted by the sight and pulled him towards the golem's chest were the dirt shifted, revealing rows upon rows of sharp teeth. Which was clearly nightmare fuel for me. He straight up bit the man's head off with a crunch that could be heard by everyone. Before he could even finish chewing, he was immobilized by an electric net that two others threw on him.

The two mages tried to get closer towards me and Sahra, that´s how I named her, but stepped on one of those dirt lumps. They immediately got ensnared by thorned wines that rapidly sprouted. I could hear muffled screams as they tried to wiggle free. The vines dug tighter into their flesh as they struggled to get free. But with both their throat and mouth covered and punctured, they eventually chocked to death and squashed to pieces. Spilling blood everywhere.

During the fight I could hear a middle-aged man with rough shoulder length black hair shout commands and instructions. What wondered me was, that he spoke in a language that I never heard before, but some words I could understand. Only few. He called the boulders 'Golems' or 'Singing Stones' and shouted "Kill" and "Gold" towards his man which were clearly motivated by his words despite the brutal deaths of their companions.

(Leaders Perspective)

'Damn, the metal golem shattered his own monster core to kill two of my men. What a waist, but at least we managed to capture one of the other tier two monsters. With that money I can buy more subordinates. Accidents happen.'

Grinning I continued to focus on slashing the salt golem who was trying to block my attacks. I love the struggling noises those mute monsters produce when being slashed. I think I will enslave this one making him my personal pet.

"Gahahaha!" I couldn´t help myself at the thought and speeded up my pace. slashing its armor away that it desperately tires to reform while being shot by 2 archers.

(Snakes Perspective)

While the salt golem is fighting against two archers and their group leader the remaining two were a rouge and a swordsman.

As the swordsman got closer the rouge threw small knifes at us.

Sahra who already noticed it made a shield of sand blocking it and rushed at the rouge, ignored the swordsman.

While she was rushing him, he took out an exploding stone and threw it at us. Sahra who was rushing him didn´t expect that and quickly made a shield that only covered her face.

"BOOOM!"

I was blasted away but luckily, I had the sand cover shielding me.

While I was laying on the ground with my head ringing from the explosion I could vaguely see how the rouge pulled out a stone and looked at the downed Sahra while laughing and kicking her. The swordman who saw Sahra already as good as captured walked towards the salt golem.

"HISSS!"

Out of anger I hissed at him trying to stop him somehow.

Hearing my hiss he kicked Sahra one last time in the head and looked towards me.

As he spotted me I could swear he was smiling under his covered face... That was the moment I realized I made a mistake by revealing my position, but I was so angry at him that it clouded my vision. The blast towards my head didn´t help either. I saw him slowly walk towards me, clearly not scared by my appearance. Well, who would be scared by a small little snake?