“So you have the power of an Elder One? That’s how you've lived this long?” Mordred asked angrily.

“Yes, now you probably already know this but I’m taking my children so I can summon my beloved.” Medea said calmly.

“You do realize you are surrounded and inside a barrier. Even if you have been given the abilities of an Elder One, you are outnumbered.” Mordred stated.

"Boss, I don't think we can defeat an Elder one. It would be wiser to-" Compton started to say.

"We will not retreat! Medea will be captured at all costs." Mordred interrupted.

"Oh my. I guess I should escape while I can." Medea said mockingly.

Mordred swung Clarent at Medea in a horizontal slash, sending a wave of light purple flames across the room. Medea morphed her lower body into a liquid form and flew over the flames. As Medea flew over Mordred she grabbed her face and slammed it into the floor, creating a small indentation in the floor. Blood slowly seeped from the back of her head.

I aimed my pistol at her and began firing. As each shit hit her body. The area around where I shot became liquid only to harden as soon as the bullet passed through. Compton charged at her with his blade. She grabbed his blade as he came close to piercing her and with her other hand attempted to punch him in the face. He lifted up the chain attached to the holy of his blade and expertly wrapped it around her free arm.

As he did her arms became liquid again before she side kicked him in the stomach. He flew back less than a meter, clenching his stomach. When she did, I charged at her and attempted to catch her off guard with the blade on the end of my revolver. She caught the blade just as she did with Compton so I pulled the trigger. The last bullet left in the cylinder exited the barrel and entered her left eye socket. She stumbled back a little bit, clenching her eye.

"I guess I should be thankful that this isn't my real body or else you would have just killed me." She laughed before revealing her left eye. It had completely healed.

"What do you mean by your real body?" I asked.

"I told you all before. I was taking my daughter's back. This is only one of many forms I can take."

"You plan to capture Elysif with your real body!"

"Of course. Unlike this fool I can actually come up with a good plan. Even if you trap me in here I can escape."

"How so?"

"Because you'll be too busy fighting yourselves." She said as Mordred began to stand up. Mordred screamed in pain as her body cracked from being forced to move against her will.

"Oh, you were awake. It is a lot easier on you if you don't fight it." Medea said with a slight chuckle.

"What did you do to her?"

"I can control the blood of anyone who I infect with my own for a short time. When I slammed her to the ground she started to bleed so I gave her a little bit of what this body is made of." She said before she picked up Rebeccah's unconscious body from the floor and started to walk out the door. Mordred charged at me with Clarent.

Beyond the door Scott stood holding one of the magic prisons. As Medea walked out he clicked the button on the top in order to capture her but instead of doing what it should, it did nothing. He looked down at it to see that it had been impaled with a small iron spike.

"I remember you, you killed many of my children seven years ago. Have you forgotten that I can control blood? That includes the ability to control the iron inside of it." Medea said before continuing out the doorway.

Reggie appeared from around the corner. “I have you, witch!” he yelled as he placed his thumb against the button on his magic prison, but before he could an iron spike impaled him through the chest. Two more followed, piercing him through the eye and neck causing him to fall back from the force of the three blows. The spikes morphed into small shards of iron releasing drops of Medea’s blood which soaked into the now dead man’s wounds. Scott threw a punch at Medea with his good arm but she became liquid around his hand before creating another arm from her stomach which struck him in the gut. Scott fell to his knees before puking up everything in his stomach. Medea began slowly walking towards Reggie’s corpse which began convulsing before standing up and charging at Scott.