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Max couldn't help but edge towards the back of the group as Ish seemed to take over with the acting front, confused as he even seemed to have a smile plastered on his face. It was an unnerving sign of what might have been awaiting them. As Aunty Em lead them through to the dining area, everything seemed to make sense as Ish hissed to them a warning of the woman's true identity. Only Medusa would be able to create such life-like statues - as they were real people. How would they defeat the woman without looking directly at her? The risk was too great, and the majority of the group were close ranged fighters. Perhaps the boys could keep her distracted enough for her to find a shooting point and rain arrows down on her.

She didn't exactly have long to figure out a plan, as Sage and Ish dived at her with blades in hand. Max had no time to comment on Ish's new weapon, dropping her bag where she was and disappearing into the mass array of plants. She used the greenery for cover as she searched for a high vantage point - this time Sage wouldn't be aiming to cut her down from her perch, and so she was sure she would be safe high up. The trees here were only small, nothing like those in the great forests she was used to. The only thing close enough were marble pillars that were dotted about the place for decoration along the paths of the shop. Awkwardly, she scrambled up the pillars as quick as she could, weary that the pillar seemed to wobble a little under her weight as she got to the top. Spreading her weight as evenly as she could, Max unslung her bow from her shoulder and drew two arrows, nocking one and holding the other as she took aim. She had to time carefully enough to avoid the boys and avoid the eyes of Medusa. Once sure, she let her arrow fly and hoped that nobody moved into it's path.

If it struck true, Max needed to move as to avoid detection and Medusa's glare. She glanced about her, seeing that the nearest pillar was within a small jumping distance. She quickly hopped to it, crouching low at the top of this one and using the high reaching foliage around it for cover as she nocked her second arrow, preparing for another strike.