"Master, We have contacted the Japanese government and they are on the way." Talos gave his usual timely report while the rest of his summons were busy handling the crowd that had gathered on the beach.
While fighting against the Olympians, the island didn't seem to be so crowded, but now the island looked like a colony of ants. Over fifteen thousand of Arnold's summons were trying their best to help about twenty-five thousand warriors. It was taxing, but Arnold wanted to make sure that all of them were okay. As it was nothing less than a god's gift to so many people who were thought to have been killed in action, turned out to be fine.
