Luke ducks when the snake lunges at him again, crouching to the side then springing up to hack at the beast's neck again. He can feel the force from his strikes reverberate in his arms, and he can tell his sword is only hardly better than a golf club in this situation. He knows it won't break, but all he's doing is stalling for time and keeping the thing from advancing, he wasn't doing any damage. Toushriou's still standing and apparently still okay enough to be defensive and grouchy, and Sophie seems more than capable of keeping herself safe...

But out of the corner of his eye he can see Henry, rigid and frozen and a giant sitting duck for the angry marble serpent. Luke's not one to underestimate someone because they're small, but he is one prone to protective urges if someone looks like they need it. He keeps his attention on the monster before him, but shouts over the sounds of hissing and cracking rock.

"Henry, get back! Your bat won't do anything! Stay behind everyone else!"