Perseus entered the temple with his guard up.
With every step he took, an invisible pressure descended upon him.
In the silent atmosphere, only the sound of his heartbeat could be heard.
The temple was likewise filled with countless petrified humans. They might have been the kingdom's soldiers, renowned heroes, or even aspiring adventurers seeking fame.
Without exception, they had all become stone.
Perseus entered the center of the temple, where Athena's statue had long since fallen into ruin.
Still on high alert, he accidentally knocked over a stone statue, which shattered instantly upon hitting the ground.
Perseus warily looked around. There was not the slightest movement, and he finally let out a breath, relaxing a little.
Yuan Shikai watched everything unfold. He could tell that Perseus seemed to think Medusa was not home, so he had lowered his guard somewhat.
But from Yuan Shikai's omniscient viewpoint, he saw Medusa slithering along the temple beams in the form of a snake, utterly silent.
When she saw Perseus relax his guard, she slowly slid down from directly above him, her head nearly touching the back of his head.
Perseus had not even noticed her. If Medusa had not instinctively flicked out her forked tongue, alerting him to something amiss and making him roll away in time, he probably would have been dead before he could react.
The blade in Medusa's hand nearly grazed Perseus's head.
The ground was split apart by her slash. Perseus looked at the scene in lingering fear; his head had nearly been separated from his body.
Having dodged the strike, Perseus swung the Serpent-Hunting Sickle in his hand in a backhand slash.
Unfortunately, Medusa blocked it with the shield in her hand.
Though Medusa had transformed into a snake monster, she had not forgotten the fighting style