On a bright sunny day on the African savannah, the resounding roar of majestic lions disturbed the peaceful atmosphere. But today, a brutal battle is taking place, full of blood and tragedy. On the green grass, a strong male lion is facing a terrifying enemy like never before – a giant white snake, a monster of darkness and terror.

The mysterious enemy, with glowing red eyes and a giant, curving body, rushed to attack the lion. The lion roared, his mane hairs stood up, but the snake’s lightning-fast bites quickly penetrated the thick fur and penetrated deep into his flesh, red blood poured out and soaked his golden mane. Painful, but the lion did not falter. It uses sharp claws and powerful bites to counterattack, trying to maintain territory and protect the herd.

The roar of battle echoed everywhere, drowning out the sounds of the wind and the sounds of birds singing. In this cruel moment, every second becomes precious. The lion roared, jumped up, using all his strength to repel the snake. But the snake was not inferior either, it twisted its body and squeezed the lion tightly, its sharp fangs sunk deep into its neck, blood gushing out like a stream.

Far away, the other lions saw this horrifying scene, but could do nothing but watch in fear and respect for their brave warrior. The lionesses, with their cubs, watched tremblingly, hoping that the enemy would be defeated and the territory protected.

But fate decided otherwise. The lion, although strong and brave, gradually weakened. The battle lasted for a few minutes, but each minute passed like a century. In the end, the white snake, with its terrifying power, gained the upper hand. It bit deeply into the lion’s neck, defeating its resilient enemy.

The battle ended, the steppe returned to a peaceful but gloomy look. The white snake slowly left, leaving behind a bloody battlefield and a majestic lion lying motionless. The roars of the other lions rang out, bringing with them grief and respect for the fallen warrior.