zykayla medusa
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- from the cement grizzly , grover moaned, 'percy, dont listen to her!' i hesitated, fascinated by the face i saw reflected in the glass - the eyes that seemed to burn straight through the greeen tint , making my arms go weak , 'you wouldnt harm an old lady, percy' she crooned. ' i know youy wouldnt' i can see the reflection of her face now.surlely it wasnt really that ugly. the green swirls of the glazing ball must be distoring it, making it l;ook worse. medusa cracled. 'too late'
- thena gets in-between me and medusa 'what are you doing?' i asked her 'im going to save yall' she said , ' ah poor child dosent know what shes gotten her-self into ' medusa crackled 'oh yes i do ' thena said , thena then shot her with the bow-n-aro that was peace mixed with water 'AH!' said medusa 'your just like your mother and father !' she hissed ' at least we're smart!' said thena
- once thena shot her again i chopped her head off , then we ran out but before we did i had to make sure she was really dead once we knew forsure she was dead. i wraped her head in a bag and we ran in the house we set her head on the table.
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