"Two and a half years!? That long? I thought I was in the underworld for 3 months but 18 months actually passed!" The news shocked Sol.
"Did time in the underworld move slower than the mortal realm? Or something else happened?" His mind went into overdrive as he tried to make sense of the situation.
"There is nothing I can do about it, I will just ask Minerva about it, She must know what happened," He thought to himself as he followed the man.
They walked through a modern city, in a sense, it was beyond modern, people were gliding with anti-gravity suits and holograms were everywhere instead of screens.
"Luckily this is not a hundred years to the future or something, if this is a hundred future ahead then I don't know if I can meet Nerva and the others, they might think I died or something," He thought.
But Of course, they would know if he died or not since Nerodia's life was tied to his, as long one of them was alive then they don't need to fear about the other's well being.
