The naga seems skeptical. "You are?" Her gaze narrows at you, but then she shrugs. "Okay, whatever, guess it's fair game, then."
Before you have a chance to ask what she means by that, the naga lunges at you. She strikes with lightning speed, and you feel a sharp pain at your neck. You stagger back instinctively, but an intense numbness is already spreading out from the point where she bit you. Her muscular coils start to wrap around your body to compress your ribs. The air is forced out of your lungs. The naga looms over you, just waiting for the venom to take full effect. She continues constricting just in case the venom doesn't do its job.
