Medusa was truly lacking in common sense. Braking hard while carrying Wusha on her back, she seemed to have another sudden thought just a moment later.
That wasn't right! What did it matter to her whether the brown-furred stinky girl was injured or not? How could she miss such a prime opportunity to kill the enemy?
"Humph, I must admit, brown-furred stinky girl, your ideas are quite fantastic, but why on earth should Little Snake wait for you?"
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