"Oh?" Medusa's voice echoed in Ragnok's mind, a sound as smooth and dangerous as a serpent gliding over polished stone. "And what is this grand plan of yours, little king?"
Ragnok did not answer immediately. Instead, he took a moment to truly look at the Gorgon territory, at the dark, damp caves that served as their homes.
"I see the strength of your race, Demigod Medusa," he began, his voice respectful but firm. "You could easily be the masters of an entire empire. So why do you choose to live in these few caves, hidden away from the world?"
A low, amused hiss was her reply. "It is peaceful here. Why would I wish to go anywhere else?"
"Is it peace, or is it a cage?" Ragnok countered gently. "Do you truly believe your people wish to spend their entire lives in darkness? Do they not dream of seeing the open sky, of building cities of their own?" He raised his hand, and a system screen, visible only to the two of them, materialized in the air. It showed a vibrant, bustling world.
