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The group made it to the bottom of the tower.
“Yuck, what bad taste. The walls are all engraved with a tacky snake pattern,” criticized Alisa, looking up at the narrow tower.
Once inside, the group approached a fork in the road. Suddenly, a shutter closed behind them.
“Hahahaha, this is Medusa’s Tower! You came here to die, you fools!” echoed the voice of a creepy woman. It was unclear where the voice came from.
“There’s no mistake, that’s the voice of the monster herself.”
Of course, it was obvious who Tyrone was referring to. The one and only monster he’s ever lost to — Medusa.
“Let’s go! I’m gonna find her and I’m gonna kill her this time.”