116 Innocence thrashed (1/2)
Helial felt hopeless. He had already figured whom the voice belonged to. ”Who knows, maybe if I dig a hole deep enough I'll hide away from the calamities the shitty cat is pouring on our heads…”
Despite the burning urge to turn his back on that situation, he knew he must stay there and try to work this out. After all, even Medusa wouldn't dare make too exaggerated a scene the Royal Palace. The Sect despised the fact that that Human could roam through Orma. However, given their slightly lower position, none of its members would dare cause any more problems inside the royal residence. After all, Caesar and Nelia lived there. How could they put up a fight in there without being harshly punished?
It was incredible enough that Medusa had even shouted her way through the corridors. Clearly, she felt justified by the fact that Helial wasn't yet a member of the Clan of the Heavenly Eagle. Helial shrugged and told Lumia: ”Let's go. We need to fix this.”
Lumia gripped onto his arm and followed him willingly as she squeezed her not yet shapely breast against Helial. The elder brother couldn't but sigh as he walked right towards a situation he only wanted to run away from.
”Where is the filthy human hiding?!” Medusa grabbed a servant by the collar of his tunic as she screamed wildly in his face. Beside her stood Medea, slightly baffled by her sister's behavior. Despite being strong and talented, Medusa should nonetheless watch her language. They were in the Royal Palace, after all! Even Medea somehow contained herself when she had attacked the filthy group.
Medea came to the conclusion that some Sect member must have given Medusa a special permission - or rather, the order - to behave like that. They wouldn't leave any face to the Clan of the Heavenly Eagle. It was just like screaming: ”Don't you see? That disgusting Human you're hosting is only making trouble and we must be the ones doing something, 'cause you're clearly unable to do that yourself!”
Medea gave a sigh, her eyebrows furrowed. She decided she would just enjoy the show. The matter would probably spin out of their control and blow out of proportion. If this was what her sister aimed to, there was nothing she could do.
”SO WHAT? I'M WAITING.” Medusa screamed at the top of her lungs. The servant stared at the frighteningly beautiful woman in terror. He was the simplest servant, not even in the Second Phase. Medusa's Aura was suffocating him.
Medusa was wearing a golden-like bustier which enhanced her silhouette as well as her smooth jade-pale skin. Nobody could lay eyes on her without being captivated by her charm.
Suddenly, a homicidal, terrifying Aura overwhelmed that of Medusa and took everyone's breath away. What was that? Had someone in the Fourth or Fifth Phase from the Clan of the Heavenly Eagle just arrived? Things were getting complicated. ”Damn, they can't get me out of here before I mess things up for the filthy human and his bunch of fools…”
”WHO DARES DISTURB THIS CAT'S SUPREME NAP?” these words resounded out in the room. For an instant, Medusa and Medea were left speechless. The soundwave was so powerful it made flakes of plaster fall off the walls. The ears of the men brought there by Medusa and Medea began to bleed.
”What…” Medusa found no answer to that nonsense.
”IS THIS A SCREAMING MATCH? YOU'RE CHALLENGING ME, AREN'T YOU? DO YOU REALLY THINK THIS EMPEROR CAT WON'T SCREAM THIS SHITTY PLACE TO PIECES?”
”What? Who's turned this into a screaming match?” Medusa whispered. The absurdity of this baffled her.
In that very moment, two figures appeared from a side corridor and slowly walked towards them. Medusa gazed at them intently.