The Gorgons Head Novels & Stories

Headed by the head monk the wizlings of Einsmyr exalted the goddess. Moria nodded her head as a signal for the wizlings to stand. They did indeed stood up but their heads were bowed down as a sign of great respect to the wind goddess. “I would like to see the today the monk named Amonnica,” the soft elodic voice of Moria resonated in the wizling’s ear. The head of the monks immediately called for Amonnica.

As I splash corrosive poison directly into the face of the mutated worg, that creature howls in agony and loses its sense of smell and sight. What do you get for having a big head? You get that! After failing to remove the acid with its paw, the monster attempts to swish its head in frustration and begin furiously rubbing its head against the surrounding vegetation and dirt to remove the hateful stuff. I am sorry, but corrosive acid is not so easy to get rid of. At last, my last shot revealed my position, and the second Worg turned his head towards the boulder, able to finally locate me on top of it.

Eloise The monster was gigantic. Its epic proportions left me completely petrified. It was a damn beast, a wolf so gigantic that even a colossal beast would seem small next to this monster. However, that wasn't the worst part. It was its appearance and the fact that it had three damn wolf heads, all of which looked possessed. Its red eyes glowed while its fangs were displayed menacingly. Its body had thick, black fur and was filled with a stench that was suffocating me.

Something about it tugged at my chest, like a memory I couldn’t quite reach. My fingers curled slowly beside me.. That voice made my chest tighten. I’ve heard this before. I have! I took a small step toward the entrance, my eyes fixed on the doorway. Then Gorgos walked back in. Beside him was a woman. At first, she wasn’t fully visible. She stayed half a step behind him, her body turned slightly away. I could only see her long bouncy hair and the side of her face. Still, my heart began to pound.

~Rain~ As I released the arrow, my eyes followed it anxiously as it soared toward the source of the voice. The voice unleashed a scream, accompanied by growling, and a bright light emerged, revealing Gasin. Having envisioned Gasin as an ugly creature, I was surprised to find a beautiful red-haired woman. The only features distinguishing her as a goddess were a mark on her forehead and six fingers. This unique trait instilled a sense of fear in me, uncertain of what might unfold.

He murmured, “Is this the true form of a Gorger? Despite her gargantuan size, Feb still looks beautiful with the dazzling purple light around her body.” At that moment, the live broadcast’s comments section went crazy. “What kind of beast is that?” “It has such an enormous body!” “Do you guys see the inscriptions circling its wings and horn?” “Usually, anything bearing such inscriptions is a force to be reckoned with.” Humans had never seen Gorgers before and had no idea what Feb was. She looked like a big purple bird; closely resembling a phoenix. The beasts watching the live broadcast trembled in fear even though they were simply watching through their screens.

Morrigan continued to walk farther from the edge of the pool and when she noticed it she was already beside Fiachra’s statue. “Do you remember the first time we met?” Morrigan asked him, walking around the pool not minding if she is now getting on the deeper end of the pool, across the marker. “Yes, I do, my queen,” Colfre replied. Morrigan looked around the room with a memory in mind. The bathhouse has its fair share of angel statues that holds a jar of water that is made of ceramics. But it was evidently designed with the emblem of Hymir, with crows embossed in gold at its wall. “I see, if the same thing happened today will you do the same?” Morrigan asked. Colfre scrunched his eyebrows wi

“While we were there, we realized that the site was never destroyed. In fact there was no sign of any struggle.” “What we thought was weird was the amount of carved stone-“ “Man. Woman. Children. It would be easy to assume that they have been attacked.” “So we researched the significance of this development-“ “And the only one despicable being or specie had to be responsible for such travesty-“ “A gorgon. In simpler terms that you might know of is, Medusa.” No way. Athena stopped her reign, millions of years ago. “Impossible. Yeah, that's what we thought too, common give us your tablet.”

She was cautiously encircling them as she suspects that they are here to kill her, well, they really are. Gorgons are far more dangerous than the titanoboa. They can permanently turn whoever looks at them into stones in just a second. Besides that danger, their venom is also lethal to angels since it destroys their system that regulates their energies. Gorgons are just another danger that they can't afford for humans to encounter. They are just as bad as demons. Though, the gorgon doesn't have any plans of killing these people. She just meant to scare them away when she showed herself so that she could keep her eggs safe. After all, she's just a mother who wants to keep her children safe.

the Gorgon sisters had let out a terrible shriek. Morrígan, distracted, turned to look down at them. She watched in shock as they writhed and twisted their bodies in what appeared to be a pool of pure green-blue lightning, zapping and jerking from every direction. It looked as if it had shot up from the ground. And it had.