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The group suddenly entered a large room. Dozens of ornately decorated pillars supported the ceiling.
“It looks like we’re being welcomed.”
Skeleton warriors appeared from the shadows of the pillars.
“Mad Stalkers, huh. Not very impressive,” Tyrone said coolly.
“Boy, it seems you’ve turned into quite the big talker, Tyrone,” resounded the voice of a laughing woman.
“So then, shall I be your opponent?”
A strange monster appeared from the back of the spacious room. Each tendril of her hair consisted of live snakes. The bottom half of her body was that of a large serpent.
“Medusa, you witch!!”
“Have you not learned your lesson yet, boy? It’s useless even if you bring your friends with you.”
“Go to hell!” Tyrone abruptly sent his ax flying towards her!