"Ah… ah… ah…"
I sucked in ragged breaths, my chest heaving as I stared at the sight in front of me.
Medusa's severed head lay a few meters away from her twitching body, her stone-cold eyes still wide open in a frozen mask of horror but clearly dead.
"She's… dead?"
Roda's voice came from behind me, trembling and breathless. She sounded even more exhausted than I was as she stumbled closer.
"I sure hope so," I muttered between gasps, forcing myself to stay upright.
I had beheaded her after all.
There was no way she could survive that. Right?
"What kind of shield did you even use? An ordinary one shouldn't have worked against her…" Roda asked, peering at me, confused.
I gave a half-smile.
Yeah, no kidding. Ordinary weapons wouldn't have stood a chance against her ability. But Aegis…
Aegis wasn't ordinary. That shield had saved my life more times than I could count. It had never broke until now.
I opened my mouth to answer, but before the words could leave my lips—
