Chapter 82 - Enslaving The Gorgons (1/2)
The Gorgons of the Poison Fields had been feared for their venom for many years. Even when they were just within the ranking of groups, they were never looked down upon. However, never in their wildest nightmares had they ever expected a day would come in their immortal lives, where they would beg a serpentine to spare them inside their own lair.
They were Gorgons. They were not nefarious without a reason. Their venom was not one to be slighted.
Versailles' gaze was indifferent and cold as she watched the kneeling females. She did not have much time. She needed to wrap everything up as soon as possible.
”Should I take that as you not wanting to preserve your lives?” Her cold voice resounded in the damp environment, carrying unconcealed killing intent.
”No, we...we are begging you to spare us!” The three stammered out, chills going down their gray bodies.
”Huh, remember, this was your choice.”
Not wasting any more time, Versailles transformed into her serpentine form and spewed a sea of flames, engulfing the whole area in a river of fire.
The Gorgons were caught off guard. They were not expecting the serpentine to be so decisive.
Gritting their teeth, the three stood and rushed forward, their snake hairs hissing viciously as they lunged at the charging Versailles.
There was not a trace of their earlier pathetic, fearful appearances to be found. Attacking, without restrain or fear. Obviously, right from the beginning, they had no intention of truly surrendering.
When they got down on their knees, begging for their lives, they were only putting on an act. They wanted to lower their enemy's guard and attack her when she least expected it. However, things did not work out the way they expected. The ones caught of guard was not the serpentine, but them.
The flames arrived before her serpentine form, lapping mercilessly at the hissing venomous snakes. Shrieks and hisses of pain rang out as most of the snakes immediately shrunk back.
”Do not blame me little snakes. Blame your masters for their incompetence.” Versailles apologetically said as she saw the pitiful condition of the little snakes.
Sharp light flashed as a Gorgon with green snake hair, slashed ruthlessly at Versailles with a sword. The magic infused sharp sword nicked her arm, rushing towards her neck. She leaned back, dodging the sharp sword aura just in time.
Thin stream of blood flew, but stopped within the next heartbeat, the wound instantly healing itself. Not stopping to check on the state of the injury, Versailles angrily hissed and swung her golden tail at the incoming slash of the gorgon's blade, flinging the sword out of her hand.
Cling!
Following with another swing of her tail, she flung the green snakes Gorgon across the cell, crashing her violently into the stone wall. The wall shook, the rebounding force causing the Gorgon to vomite a mouthful of blood as her body slid down to the floor. Groaning painfully, she fell limp onto the stone floor.
”Elder sister!” The two remaining Gorgons screamed at the same time. Their hate filled eyes flashing with an insidious light, they charged wrathfully at her, enraged.
Versailles was prepared for their attack. Raising her upper body high till the ceiling, she swung with her golden tail again. The Gorgon leaped into the air, dodging the incoming tail, and relentlessly continued towards Versailles heart.
'Just one strike! One strike and we will gain the advantage.' The Gorgon desperately roared in her mind, her eyes focused on that one spot.
Versailles did not miss her gaze, smirking disdainfully at the naïve Gorgon.
'Why is she aiming towards one direction? Does she thinks I have left an opening?'
Swinging her hand, Versailles slashed. Blood flew and the Gorgon fell screaming to the ground, red-gold flames spreading from her right waist to the left of her face. Her limbs pounded violently on the stone ground, in an attempt to alleviate the searing pain.
”No! Second sister!” The last remaining Gorgon, the youngest, screamed in fear and rage.
Her two elder sisters were effortlessly brought down within a few breaths time. Passed out or screaming mournfully on the damp ground, covered in flames. She, the weakest, was the last one standing.
And she had no misconception about herself. She was the weakest of the three. The serpentine would take less than a breath of time to bring her down.
”Grrr, I will not hold back anymore.” Hatefully gritting her teeth, her malicious snake eyes flashed with wrath as she ruthlessly pulled out a handful of her snake hairs. The snakes screeched in pain and red blood flew down her eyes. Without pause, she threw them Versailles.
Versailles expected the last serpentine to attack more desperately than the first two. As the last one standing, she would be more clear of her circumstances. On realizing that she was left with no other way, she would not hold back anything, in striving to preserve her life and secure her safety.