Medusa stood on the beach, her long hair flowing in the wind. She was wearing a torn robe, and her eyes were filled with rage as she glared at the approaching figure. The figure stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening in fear

Medusa stood on the beach, her long hair flowing in the wind. She was wearing a torn robe, and her eyes were filled with rage. In her hand was a golden wand, and she held it tightly as she glared at the approaching figure."Who dares to disturb me?" she hissed, her voice like venom.The figure stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening in fear as they saw Medusa's face twisted into a snarl of rage. They knew that they had made a grave mistake by coming here, but it was too late now to turn back.Medusa raised her wand and pointed it at the figure, unleashing a blast of energy that sent them flying through the air. They landed with a thud on the ground, unconscious and battered beyond recognition.Medusa turned away from them and walked back towards the ocean, disappearing into its depths as if it were an endless abyss that swallowed everything in its path.