Pain

Feeling insulted that the gatekeeper should bring the suitability of my chosen name into question, I spat into the nearest of its hundred eyes. I had quickly combined with my saliva two substances that cause instant itchiness and irritation. Simultaneously my mind slithered into its brain.

The reaction of the gatekeeper was somewhat extreme. It must have had a low tolerance for pain. It leaped backward so quickly that most of its thousand legs became entangled; it lost its balance and rolled sideways in the snow, crushing another unfortunate militiaman.

"Do you like the sensation of slither?" I asked, speaking my words straight into its head.

B11 C12