Luneshale Pass pantano

As it turned out, Medusa was not cool with the number decreasing further. She thought it’d be the best thing if she fetched the child. Khusobek could fight, and so could that other warrior, and she could sneak in and do what she needed to do. 

So much for no-takesbacksies. It didn’t mean she’d be getting involved, either. Fuuuuck no. She would just bring them back.

Of course that was when some other motherfucker interrupted the good sense of her sneaky plan. Look, it’d be one thing if rumor hadn’t gone around that these fuckers took the eye of another kid. How could she let this runt of hers live in a place like that? Anywhere else she might think, “hey, you’re probably better off… you won’t have a mom that ignores you, so…”

Argument was dead and gone here.

Ugh. Medusa was supposed to be the sneaky piece of the plan. The piece @Mesaba and Khusobek didn’t even know about. But if Khusobek went on dying before he could fully distract them… 

God dammit. This might, and probably was, kamikaze. But Medusa bolted for the redhead and hollered, hey there, gorgeous! I’ve come back for that baby boy you stole! Come and dance with me instead, leaving noooo mystery of her arrival. She cackled as she went for a back leg—there was no menace in the sound at all. 

Only a bit of the insanity that had possessed her to intervene at all.