Medusa has one special weapon worse even than her serpent hair, her tusks, and her talons.” “What would that be?” “One glance from her will turn you to stone.” “What do you mean?” “I mean that if you were to meet her eyes for just one second you would be petrified.” “Scared?” “No, petrified means turned into stone. You’d be frozen for all eternity. Like a statue.” Perseus scratched his chin. “Oh. So that’s Medusa? I’d rather hoped she might turn out to be some sort of giant chicken, or a pig maybe.”
