Luneshale Pass pantano

Only for the briefest of moments does the injured one entertain her, but he is quick to recognize her game. Motherfucker. She hadn’t accounted on him being smart. Thankfully he didn’t go for Khusobek, but instead another new face who was on… their side? Hell yeah! 

And then Medusa saw the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen—more reinforcements. Was that… oh, shit! Toula and Rashepses! The former she’d never thought she’d ever see in this sort of environment, but it rallied her spirit. 

Still, should she go after her kid…? Nah, Qiao had him—he’d be fine. Surely she wouldn’t boil a kid of Akashingo, right? Or Muat-Riya. 

It’d look better, too, if she stayed. She watched red lady collapse, and the other guy get dragged by his neck out toward the Pharaoh. Now with some extra bodies to help her out against Soto… 

Which, she felt kind of bad about. He hadn’t piled onto Khusobek. But the fact remained: this guy was a child predator, and now, she had kids that she claimed… sort of. Still undecided on her own commitment to that. Now that the boy was away, and presumably out of danger, she felt a little more chill about things. 

Medusa herself did not join the battle, but lurked in the backdrop. If Soto tried to run off, she’d give chase and stop him—for now, she conserved her energy and watched, turning her head in time to see Toula do another thing she’d never imagined she’d see her doing. 

It made her a little nervous. She’d always put people in boxes—that Toula was capable of something of this nature didn’t fit in there, at all. What did that mean?