Medusa sighed standing up from the ground. She had gathered all the data she needed to understand this spell that dragged her out of death. " My Mabba, bringing me back to life, was that really such a good idea. Eheeheeheh." Her speared across her face as she laughed. But soon stopped and took a look back to Masamune, and Alexander. " I think I'll be needing some ingredients Masamune come along." As Medusa finished talking a pale skinny man dressed in old clothes large metal hand wraps, wearing a old cloak and a Chinese straw hat to cover his face stood up and bowed. Once a great sword, and once the cursed sword, now he's simply the blood sword of Medusa.A black blood clown handed Medusa her snake skin coat before she and Masamune left.