[Los Angeles— 2nd December 2030; 6:00 pm]
On a medical bed, a young man was resting peacefully, next to him, a green-haired woman was looking at him with a strange expression.
Medusa had lived for nearly three thousand years. Even though her time on Earth was small when compared to certain entities, this period of time was enough for her to witness the lives and experiences of many heroes and how extraordinary they all were.
From Heracles with his strength that could rival the gods, to Achilles and Siegfried with their nearly indestructible bodies, or Arthur with the sword of destiny and the heart of a Dragon.
All heroes had something special. A power that allowed them to stand head and shoulders above everyone.
A cheat code in a way.
'He truly started to build a resistance to my poison.'
Medusa was bemused. Resistance to poison was not rare. For assassins, ninjas and the like, it was a necessary skill.
