As Medusa and Aleysia made their way onto the aircraft, Medusa couldn't help but notice a familiar face seated in the row behind them – the disgruntled first-class passenger from the boarding gate.
The man's eyes widened in recognition as Medusa and Aleysia settled into their seats, his expression shifting from one of indignation to a clear sense of unease. Medusa simply looked at him before she sat down.
"Will you behave until we arrive in France?" Medusa asked, her voice gentle yet firm.
The man visibly bristled at her words, his brow furrowing in a mixture of defiance and trepidation. "And if I'm not?" he challenged, his tone laced with a hint of bravado.
Medusa's expression remained unflinching as she replied, "I'll find out about you, and you'll see later about what I'm going to do to you." Then she gracefully sat down.
