Atlas kept trying to figure out a way to call forth his Sword, yet he couldn't. Just as he was on the verge of giving up, a voice appeared in his head.
"In trouble?"
"Hmm?" The voice was the same that he had heard in his dreams, yet it was different as well. It appeared even more realistic this time as if someone actually was speaking to him directly.
"It seems you've run out of time already... I guess I expected a bit too much from you with the amount of time you had. Then again, I can't extend your time..."
Even though Atlas didn't know who was speaking to him, he did have a guess. The voice appeared in his dream and now in his head... And the voice seemed to know about him all too well. Moreover, the talk about him running out of time... That only made him think of one person.
'Lord Castiel?' he asked in his head, not speaking out loud.
