The next morning, when Orion awoke and saw the transformed Lysinthia, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Lysinthia?"
"Yes, Master? Is something wrong?" Lysinthia asked, her voice soft but filled with concern.
Orion pointed at her hair, signaling for her to explain.
"Master, I've killed the three serpentfolk. I've been reborn—I've transformed from a Medusa into a Gorgon."
Orion remained silent for a long moment before asking calmly, "What's the difference between a Medusa and a Gorgon?"
Lysinthia reached up and gently plucked a single black hair from her head, placing it in the palm of her hand.
The next second, something miraculous happened.
The strand of hair began to change, growing and shifting until it became a small black snake, about the thickness of a thumb, writhing in Lysinthia's hand.
"Master, this is my new ability—Serpent Transformation."
