As Hephaestus's grip tightened around Chronos's collar, they shot toward the heavens in a vertiginous ascent.
Streaks of neon light from the Realm of Destiny's nebulous night sky blurred into iridescent strands.
"HAHAHA!! Prepare yourself, young prince!"
Hephaestus bellowed over the roar of wind and the sizzle of Thalia's encapsulating bubble.
With Chronos's collar gripped in one mighty hand and Thalia floating in a bubble of scorching, red dimensional energy, Hephaestus erupted in a hearty laugh.
"Brace yourselves,"
Before Chronos could muster a response, Hephaestus tilted downward, fixing his sights on a large, brooding volcano that dominated the horizon.
It was an ancient behemoth, its caldera like the gaping maw of some titanic creature, belching plumes of smoke and ash into the darkening sky.
Chronos's stomach churned as gravity seemed to reverse.
