Bernard let out a deep, weary sigh as he looked upon the petrified form of Jacob, his eyes frozen in a mask of pure terror. For a fleeting moment, Jacob had glimpsed the true, unbridled power of Medusa—a sight that left an indelible mark on his psyche.
"Even when in front of our madam, he still dared to defy Lady Aleysia's command," Bernard murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of pity. "A fool's folly, it seems."
Yohaness regarded the stone statue with a cool, detached gaze. "A fitting end for one who had so brazenly overstepped his bounds," he remarked, his tone laced with a subtle satisfaction.
Timothy shook his head, already making plans to inform Jacob's family. "If only his ego hadn't so thoroughly eclipsed his good sense," he mused, a faint trace of regret in his words.
