Chapitre 75: 74. Seal.

The short figure of the witch Medusa stood in front of a full mirror braiding her hair. Despite the mirror being full, she had to stand on her tiptoe in order to get a full view. Her red ball now in form of a long snake with red scales slittered along her legs.

"Lava, do think my hair would turn into snakes now that I braid them. You know, like that of the goddess in the folktale."

"Not a chance. We snakes have gotten our roots from dragons, there's no way thin strands of hairs can mimick our forms. In fact, that is one shitty folktale."

"Lava! Quit being rude. Amd how dare you talk to me that way?!" The short girl stump her feet on the ground. "I can make hot lava snake soup with you right now." 

"What I fear is you being a part of the soup if you keep putting that daek Lord on hold. When do you plan on telling him the truth?"

"Huh...I know what am doing. Can't yiu see he's busy right now? His mind is somewhere else completely."