There was so much dust and smoke she could barely make out her hand in front of her face, her head whipped from side to side worried someone might take advantage but so far no one had jumped out at her. Her bare feet glided across the rough terrain the sharp rocks tried to dig into the soles but all she had to do was think it and the path in front of her smoothed out. She silently thanked the old gods for her affinities and continues following the path ahead of her. She was starting to get worried, someone, anyone, she should have passed someone by now but there was still no one there. Where were the Olympians? The Titans?