Marble, bronze and gold walls carefully chiseled representing not only letters, but numbers and faint prophecies too.
"Has Artemis recovered?" asked the voice of the King... The King of Gods.
Kneeling down and facing him on his throne, Athena calmly answered : "She is not 100% yet-"
"Good enough. Notify her that she is to return and find the trail of the fucking kid. He's killed Poseidon, your uncle and my son, your brother, Hermes as well! She's the only one not incompetent enough to do so. The other Gods and the Mages are searching and scouring all the 9 realms. I don't give a shit anymore if the all the humans know of us. Fucking let them! We're at the top of the food chain anyway! I want that boy found for fucks sake... The valkyries, giants, dwarves.. Anything you need- Hell, even the Blade of Olympus!"
