CHAPTER 51: DUNGEON OF MEDUSA
FREYA I stared at Darius’ body which had now turned into steel under my spell, hunched over with my chest heaving as I panted heavily. Icarus and I exchanged a look, his eyes almost popping out of its socket as he looked away from me towards Darius’ steel frame. I could only imagine what was running through his mind as his eyes screamed fear. “Are…are you okay?” Icarus stuttered, his eyes raking over my tired body. I nodded weakly, straightening up with slow staggers. The adrenaline rush soon fizzled out and exhaustion weighed heavy on me, weakening my bones and muscles. Unable to hold my weight, I crumbled on the floor with a thud as my knees gave way under me. “Freya!” Icarus called out, rushing towards me in an attempt to save me from the impact of the ground but he was too late.
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