"You shall not pass!"
The nearby Little Medusa could no longer contain herself and immediately summoned the bronze snake armor, darting toward Scylla. Her bronze chained sword slashed and stabbed along the way, leaving ghastly gashes across the mountain of octopus flesh.
"Ahhh~!"
The female heads among the six screamed in pain and anger, their faces twisted in agony. Twelve octopus-like tentacles thrashed and swept through the air, trying to swat the pesky fly out of existence.
However, Medusa was naturally gifted with flight. Now, coupled with the assistance of the bronze snake armor, Little Medusa's agility and speed were boosted to their limits.
Facing the heavy, forceful tentacles slamming down, she evaded with ease using her superior maneuverability, repeatedly finding openings to drive her chained sword into the body of the beast.
"Die! Die!"