Deimos was in the centre of Athens discussing the next war plans and where he was needed as a strategic weapon.
Hours went by, and most of the important points had been discussed.
Right when they were about to get moving a important message came in.
"Your highness prince Phobos has been poisoned, and is now at the gates of Athens seeking your assistance."
A young Spartan soldier came to report he was sweating buckets, but luckily for him Leonidas doesn't like to vent his emotions on his subordinates.
But he could not contain his anger and he lashed out at a Pilar of the home.
Boom!
The marble Pilar exploded sweeping rubble trough the air.
Deimos stood beside his father still a head shorter than him.
"Father I will see his situation."
Deimos took off imidiately towards the city gate.
Boom! He broke trough the sound barrier to get there fast, within half a minute he made it to his destination.
He slowed down considerably before landing next to a soldier guarding the toll house next to the city gate.
"Where is my brother."
"Inside your highness"
The guardsmen looked up at Deimos with some conflicted emotions.
He had felt the fear of a higher lifeform from him, after the display of power just hours earlier when he made his entrance in the City.
Deimos nodded and moved inside.
There was a heavy odour of medicine inside, the windows were closed and there were herbs being burned at the bedside.
Deimos made his way towards the bed, where he saw his brother laying down.
Phobos was already in a coma, and his face was pale white showing black veins beating around the poison and his blood.
Deimos felt weird he had never seen his brother this weak, he could only remember him as playfully and naughty.
Olificus was standing by his bedside having a guilty face.
"I am sorry your highness I failed in protecting your brother."
"It's alright most of the time things don't go as planned."
"How did he get poisoned?"
"By a men claiming to be your teacher."
"Allegedly using your blood to poison your brother."
"I see"
"Ship teleport us up"
[Yes your highness]
Beam! Light shot down and Deimos together with Phobos disappeared.
Deimos appeared on the ship, Phobos was still in the bed.
"Put him in the cryogenic pod."
"Stop the spread of the poison and research a antidote for this."
Deimos bit his finger bleeding into a glas vial he took from one of the shelves in the research wing of the ship.
His blood was like the vast night sky deep dark, with golden lights sprinkled throughout there were also deep crimson lines tracking the length.
This was because his veins transported the dark matter trough his body for his cultivation.
While his deification made it so his blood was slowly turning gold.
While his ancient bloodlines ensured the deep crimson lines throughout.
This made his blood look ancient and sacred.
Deimos ignored this and watched as his brother was placed in the pod next to the priestess.
Deimos was looking at this with a blank face.
No emotion was visible.
And when his brother was securely placed, he moved towards the exit of the ship.
Deimos opend the doors and moved to the moon.
The moment he got outside he flew into the vast space.
After moving for about a hour he stopped.
Next followed a great explosion of energy.
Space quicked and asteroids exposed.
Even the seal keeping this solar system hidden started showing signs of breaking.
But as if it was a illusion it all stopped.
Deimos returned to his normal stoic face.
He turned around looking at Earth.
It was so beautiful so big and so fragile.
He could destroy it right now if he wished so just one dark matter beam to the earth core and everything would be gone.
I can't just do nothing I have to get stronger.
My arrogance hurt my family.
I should had never let Serbian go.
Now he can't hurt me he went after my family.
So I will build a empire a great army and a strong wall making it impossible to slight me again.
And the first step is making a new cultivation manual.
While the Minoan breathing technique is great it is far from enough to reach my full potential.
And it isn't made for my citizens.
I will have to make some new ones, now that I understand the principles behind it.
And so Deimos returns to earth ready to take the next step in this war.
The creation of a monster army.