“Go after them! Get them!” The Queen rushed at Perseus as she continued shouting, raising and waving her arms as though attacking him in place of her rebellious daughter.
Perseus was terrified. Cassiopea’s powers as a witch might not affect sea monsters, but who knew what she could do to him, a mere human! He desperately fumbled for a weapon, and his hands fell on Athena’s bag. It opened, as if by a miracle, and he pulled out Medusa’s head and waved it in the face of the Queen. “Take that, you monster!” he screamed.
In an instant, Cassiopea turned to stone. It was unfortunate that the King and the rest of the palace’s personnel were standing right behind the Queen, and as befitting her rank, even as a statue she had her suitable company of stone attendants. In the ensuing silence, Perseus looked with trepidation at that new collection of sculptures he created. “Sorry, about that. This bag seems to be dangerous. I’m sure the gods can find someone else to make better use of it...”
He lifted in the air and, looking at the stars for direction, he flew off toward Greece. As he looked at the Polar star, he could see some brilliant stars grouping in the shape of his hosts and of their monstrously lovely daughter.
