Once Medusa had them in a hypnotism he was able to gather himself, though that hateful rage still seeped through him like blood. It was strong, but as she'd figured out, they were only mortals in body and mind.
He gripped one red-head's arm bruisingly with a laugh while Medusa willed Wendy to a halt. "This could have been..." he didn't finish his sentence, forcing the girl through the door as if she were nothing more than a sac of potatoes.
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Date: 2011-09-29 06:21 am (UTC)He gripped one red-head's arm bruisingly with a laugh while Medusa willed Wendy to a halt. "This could have been..." he didn't finish his sentence, forcing the girl through the door as if she were nothing more than a sac of potatoes.