Following their candid conversation on the tranquil island of Kea, Kyn and Athena made their way back to the temple in Athens. Their discussion had allowed them to share their grievances and concerns, offering a deeper understanding of their respective roles and the challenges that may lay ahead.
As they made their way back to their temples surroundings, Kyn's thoughts went straight back to the urgent problem of Ra's predicament, which continued to occupy a significant amount of mental space for him. The enigmatic situation with Ra and the precious stone absorbed into Kyn's arsenal remained a complex issue that demanded a solution.
Flora and Jasmine had already returned to the temple after their extravagant shopping spree, during which they had made full use of Kyn's resources and racked up a hefty bill that amounted to more than $120,000 in the span of just four hours. Their extravagant spending could only be described as a magnificent exhibition of freeloading, like adults who were making the most of their benefactor's resources while they were unemployed.
While they were lounging around in the temple and enjoying their loot, they could not help but be curious about what was keeping Kyn so occupied for so long. Jasmine's level of impatience continued to rise, and she even entertained the bold notion of listening in on Kyn's conversations to see what was keeping him away from them.
The dynamic of the trio, which now included Mot, the food-loving snake who had obtained his very own personal man servant, was becoming increasingly interesting. This was due to the fact that Mot had acquired his very own food slave—literally, a man whose sole existence as of now was to bring him the sweetest desserts on the menu . Their mischievous activities and the unconventional way in which they handled Kyn's cash lent a layer of humour to the situation, and it was evident that their presence had brought a healthy dosage of lively chaos to the temple.
"Has anybody seen my man-servant!" Requested the tiny purple king-seated at the lounge.
Bruce, who was now enjoying leaving Bertha's company, rushed to the snake's side with a side dish of Pistachio ice cream. The little purple entity with an insatiable appetite, didn't miss a chance to gloat about his newfound status as a privileged foodie. He flaunted his position as the one who was currently being pampered and served by Bruce, who had been temporarily relegated to the position of a lowly man servant within the temple, and the funny thing was that he did it with pride and grace. Bruce's transformation into Mot's assistant was met with a mix of amusement and sincere adoration from those who witnessed the spectacle.
Meanwhile, at a certain casino there were five men sat around a high table. The odds were high; at $64,000, the house was actually losing.
"Hit me!" said the wisp.
The cards were dealt, and with that came the words, "Blackjack !!!" It was then that everybody else dropped their cards at her win.
Noticing Kyn's message to link up and talk about how to deal with Ra, the duo finished off their time in the casino. Bertha and Chris started their way back to the temple where they were staying at. As the group ambled around the streets of Athens, Bertha could not help but fume at the unexpected discovery of the group's lavish spending on Kyn's tab. As a result of the fact that the overall cost had reached such an elevated level, Bertha had the impression that her own wallet had been abused in the process, which was especially irritating considering that she was Kyn's manager.
As Bertha and Chris made their way back to the temple, Bertha's attitude took on an additional note of frustration as she became aware of the financial repercussions that would result from the activities of the group. The situation that was emerging inside their group was taking on a life of its own, with each person bringing their own distinct brand of mayhem and humour to the pot.
Kyn gave Athena the reins, and the swing of her hips in the lead was a sight to behold. Athena's small waist accentuated her curvy figure, and her stroll was very captivating. Jasmine noticed Kyn staring at Athena as the group assembled in the lounge. She strolled up to tease Kyn about it, a devilish grin on her face.
"Well, well, Kyn, someone seems quite captivated by Athena's moves, aren't we?"
Kyn felt awkward and stumbled as he tried to explain, "I, uh, well, I mean, she is just really graceful, that's all."
With a sly grin on her face, Jasmine said, "Sure, Kyn, just 'graceful.' No one believes a word you say. But hey, we are not passing judgement. The allure of Athena is undeniable."
Kyn and Jasmine shared a laugh, and Kyn couldn't help but smile at the good-natured teasing. His mind almost left the chat; he now regretted the fact that Jasmine had the blessing of reading minds.
As the group settled into their seats, the discussion turned to the pressing matter of getting Kyn to safety. Unlike their previous attempts, this time they appeared to have no excuses left. Flora, who is known for her resourcefulness, formulated an idea.
Flora said, "You need to remember that there is always the option of appealing to Poseidon for assistance. After all, he still owes me one."
However, Bertha, who was well informed about Poseidon's might and history, did not delay in expressing her worries. "Flora, we are not at liberty to invite any other primal gods, and Poseidon in particular is off limits. He once ruled over the deluge and, as Oceanus, he nearly destroyed the world just because mankind had learned to kill. We simply just can not take the chance of letting him loose".