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STYLE GORU EXTREME;;The air hung thick with the scent of salt and fear. The Aegean Sea, usually a canvas of cerulean and sapphire, churned with a malevolent grey under the stormy sky. On the deck of the weathered galleon, Captain Leonidas paced, his face etched with worry. He had heard the whispers, the tales of the Gorgon, Medusa, a creature whose gaze turned men to stone. But he dismissed them as mere superstition, a sailor's yarn. Now, he wasn't so sure.

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