Being surrounded by sinister emerald crystals from every direction, Sol and the other could not help but be desperate.
"Fuck! I need to drink this!" Sol told himself, being killed by the city lord guaranteed that he would die, but drinking the Styx water might not kill him.
Sol was kind of a special case, he became a demigod by his own means and he has the healing dome ability, it might be able to help him survive the water from the river of the dead, Styx.
Being under pressure from the major demigod, Sol tried his best to reach for the cup of Styx water, his movement was slow in his mind but it was actually faster than normal.
If he was too slow, the city lord might kill the three of them already, time was of the essence, it was painful for Sol to reach out for the cup as he could feel death was creeping toward him.
