"Help! Somebody help me!" Cimorene screamed, praying that someone, anyone would hear her. At this point, she didn't care if it was the Head of the Society of Wizards, as long as whoever it was would make the snakes stop attacking her.
Though there were chopped and smashed bodies all around her, it seemed to Cimorene that the remaining snakes had called their buddies in for reinforcement. It was only when she caught sight of her sword laying on the ground next to her that she realised that her vision was doubled. "Oh sweet heavens..." she groaned, feeling her head swim.
In a last ditch effort to save herself, Cimorene summonded the last of the strength in her body, sending a fireball from her hand. She didn't know if it had caught any of the snakes, or if it had merely set the ground in front of her on fire, because as soon as it left her palm, she passed out.