The Great Serpent Coils Around Its Roots!

"Oh dear, looks like it failed."

At the same time, under the cover of night, Euryale leaned against the mast. Her rectangular, pupil-like Mystic Eyes shimmered with a ghostly light, their mesmerizing gaze taking in every detail of little Medusa's stunned, mortified state inside the cabin.

Yet her seemingly concerned mutter was clearly laced with gloating mockery.

"You foolish little sister. We made so many preparations for you, even specially vacated the nest, and you didn't use any of it. When something happens, all you know how to do is run away. What a disappointment."

Beside her, the eldest sister, Stheno, rested her chin on her hand, swinging her pale little feet in the air. Her lips turned downward as displeasure flickered in her eyes.

She was disappointed that the show had failed to unfold as promised, leaving her with no entertainment.

As sisters who doted on their younger sibling, no one understood better than they did the pessimism and cowardice buried deep in little Medusa's bones.

"Tsk, tsk. Poor little Medusa. She must have been frightened senseless, right?"

Euryale picked up a snack, popped it into her mouth, and chewed, the teasing look on her face growing even stronger.

"Hehe, it's understandable. The child has become much stronger, but her nature hasn't changed at all. She's never been proactive or confident enough."

As she mocked her, the second sister glanced at her own flat chest and petite frame. Then she recalled little Medusa, who used to trail behind her and Stheno all day, worrying about her height and bust. The smile on Euryale's face gradually froze, and her silver teeth began to grind.

Inferior because she was tall, troubled because she was well-developed, frightened because she had too many scales, too scared to look people in the eye because