Chapter 40: Taking the Side
"This fucking annoying elixir!" the bald man exclaimed as the shot hit his armor directly.
Aware of the kind of opponent that had appeared, he scanned his surroundings in search of… her. "Medusa! I swear I'll tear your grating throat out if you keep interfering with me!"
A hiss echoed from all directions, bouncing off the trees, followed by a charismatic yet derisive tone that somehow struck a perfect balance. "You've been saying that for a year now… but have you ever laid a hand on me?"
For those who knew this woman, her voice was anything but charismatic. It draped condescension over anyone Medusa deemed worthless or her enemy. Playful hisses blended with her laughter.
Yet again, anyone who had seen her mesmerizing face and the long tongue peeking from her small lips would be rubbed the wrong way. In a very wrong way, which, in most cases—mainly among males—induced desires one shouldn't openly discuss.
