Perceous's task was not an easy one. If he looked into the eyes of the hideous beast, Medusa, he would be no more than a garden statue.
The only way to see her was to look at her by mirror.
She was mumbling in her sleep, " Poseidon this is an amazing palace. I didn't know you had a home in olpius too.""What the **** are you doing in my palace Posidon! Oh myself! You and that woman have disgraced this place. And now it is time for the third gorgon!" "Athena, we didn't do anything!" "Oh well then, would you care to explain THAT!" Oh please Goddess Of Wisdom spare- aghhh!"
She must remember every moment of that day.
A streak of light fell on Perceous.
Now or never.
He lifted his sword and cut her head off.
From nowhere apeared a white horse with wings.
He named it Pegasus and on it he flew away.