Gorgon was an absolute monstrosity.
She was a giant, golden beast with scales like precious metal, and eight heads sitting atop long, snakelike necks.
The creature stood on four legs, each thicker than an entire grove of trees put together.
It unleashed a deep, throaty roar that traveled for miles throughout the realm.
Solomon had his head crushed by a fallen rock as the mountain crumbled.
He only revived a short time ago, too late to stop the conflict that was clearly worsening.
Gorgon held the fallen mountain rubble high in the air above her many heads using some sort of telekinetic ability.
Solomon was baffled. He had never in his life seen a display of power quite like this one.
But as he looked towards Jiaoying, he found her unafraid. Smiling.
Even beneath all of her blue skin and muscles, he could still see the woman as he knew her.
