Sahi’s Resolve Weakens

The serpent’s influence grew stronger with every moment. Its voice, though unspoken, seemed to echo louder in Sahi’s mind. The treasures sparkled brighter, their allure almost irresistible. Sahi felt as though the serpent was weaving a spell around him, drawing him closer to the point of no return.

The serpent slithered closer, circling him with a deliberate grace. “You hesitate,” it hissed, its tone sharper now. “Do you not trust yourself to take what you deserve? Or are you too weak to grasp destiny when it is handed to you?”

Sahi’s breath quickened. He felt the weight of the serpent’s words pressing on his mind. Images flashed before him—visions of a life of abundance, a throne built on gold, adoration from faceless crowds. But they were fleeting, like shadows cast by a flickering flame.

Doubt began to creep in. Sahi questioned whether his hesitation was a sign of strength or weakness. The serpent’s golden eyes bore into him, stripping away his defenses. “Do not waste this opportunity, mortal,” it whispered. “The treasures before you can end your suffering, fulfill your dreams. No one would know, no one would blame you.”

Sahi’s knees threatened to give way under the weight of the serpent’s power. The air around him felt thick, charged with an unseen energy. His mind wavered, caught between the allure of the treasures and the faint voice of reason deep within him.