C440 Queen Medusa

In the warehouse, as the copper door was shut, it was quiet all around.

"Ah!" Creak ~

A subtle sound was heard, like the squeaking of a mouse. However, in the Snake-People Tribe, it was absolutely impossible for a mouse to exist.

In the depths of the warehouse, a crack opened up in an iron box. Through the crack, a pair of black eyes could be vaguely seen