"When they were trying to escape he was bringing up the rear, healing some of the fighters so that they didn't lose anyone!" Leeds shouted back.
"He was supposed to be the one guy who made it back!" Kronos slammed his hand on the desk. "Now how are we supposed to heal Vena?!"
His eyes glowed before his head snapped to the stairs. "Sky! What're you doing here?!"
"Why did you just mention my mothers name?" Sky asked, there was a deep growl in his voice.
"It's none of your business why're you eavesdropping?!" Leeds fired back.
"Who's Cronell? What do you mean you can't heal my mother?" His voice grew even more dangerous.
Crackle! Crash! Dark thunder clouds formed above head as lightning began to ricochet between them. They grew darker and darker with each passing moment. Both Kronos and Leeds stared and slowly swallowed the little saliva in their throats.
"SKY I PROMISED ON THE STYX THAT I WOULD HEAL YOUR MOTHER!" Kronos yelled. "I don't go back on my promises, and it's not like I can on this one either."
The thunder clouds slowly began to disperse and dissipate as Sky's body began to loosen. "You promised..." Sky wiped his nose and stood straight.
Kronos and Leeds both slowly exhaled. "Cronell was the son of Apollo, one of the demi-gods and the best healer that has ever set foot in this camp, there was nothing he couldn't heal or find the solution to, a true doctor." Kronos explained.
"Without him, healing your mother becomes… very, very, difficult," He chose his words carefully. "Now, why were you eavesdropping?"
Sky shifted from one foot to another. "I came to ask about a prophecy, but then I heard you guys talking and decided I would just listen." He explained.