A great hiss rings out from all around the small lair, echoing off the walls like an ominous warning. At the entrance appears a great writhing mass of red. It has no solid form though it also couldn't be said that the mass looked fully liquid either. As it twisted its mass, it began to take form, and the form of a huge beaked snake rose up over the inhabitants. Red liquid oozed down from the being's form and plopped on the ground, flailing as they became their own form. Dozens of snakes separated from the great beasts body and rushed the clan, hiding in every nook and cranny available. Another great hiss echoed out before the bloody snake-demon all at once lost its form, and its puddled body slithered away out of sight.