Leonidas was sitting in a office in Athens, he had been busy repairing the city and solidifying Spartan rule.
He had a frown on his face after hearing reports of his men detailing reports about a possible rebellion.
Notable high society members kept on going into the slumps, and disappearing for hours on end.
He had sent multiple probes to find out what was behind this, but they never returned.
Now his men had been missing for about three days now and he had lost all hope that they may be alive.
Leonidas was frowning, while stabilizing Athens was already on the way.
If unknown factors kept interrupting him he would have to seek another solution.
"Stelios come in"
"Yes my king what can I do for you?"
"Would you be so kind as to leak this information by accident to different people of high society."
"Of course my liege"
[In Persia]
The young Xerxes stood above his legions of troops, marching in the hot midsummer sun.
A great force was presenting itself before their God and master.
Looking down from his royal palace to the armies below, Xerxes was more than pleased.
"Are the ships ready?"
"Of course my lord"
"Good order them to march to the harbour."
While this army was well equipped with long spears and thick armour most of the fighting men were slave soldiers captured from Asia or bought from Europe.
They had no prior training or experience making it a tofu army.
But nonetheless impressive scoring a great number from over 500000 men.
The biggest army Persia had ever assembled.
Xerxes turned around, only to catch a new servant in the corner of his eye.
"Who is she?"
"Ah she is the new wine bearer my lord."
"Where does she originate from?"
"Well she is from the far northern reaches of Europe."
"How interesting she will serve me tonight."
"Right away my lord."
"Prepare her for her duty."
The young girl was trembling from fear.
Shaking her head while backing away.
The guards took the struggling girl who fought against her captures.
But got taken away by the guards nonetheless.
[Back on Deimos ship.]
Deimos was sitting in a chair, he had returned to a reasonable size of 2 meters.
This was possible because of his newly made breathing technique.
There was black hole in the name for a reason.
With the principles of a black hole he was able to compress himself to a normal human size.
While still big he was now at least able to use infrastructure and his assassin skills.
Because they had become pretty useless when he was more than 5 meters tall.
Right now he was mulling over the conversation he just had with Albion.
[Flashback.]
"So you are saying that all those skeletons in the throne room we found aren't Minoans?."D
"No they were a species that served us for generations."
"They were the original inhabitants of the island."
"They worshipped us as gods for providing shelter for them and giving them food.."
"The Minoans had already died by the time I closed off the throne room."A
"What did they die from?"D
"The demons summoned trough the attempted portal travel." P
"Master had already told me."P
"Right maybe you should keep your mouth shut while the adults are talking Phobos."D
"You are only a few months older than me!!"P
"That is beside the point Phobos."D
"Enough both of you!" A
"Fine"P
"Alright" D
"What did you want to ask besides this."A
"Right what was even capable of contending with you."D
"There is no way you would let all Minoans die without a fight."D
Albion's face turned both sad and regretful.
"They summoned a Viscount rank demon."A
"Who summoned him?"D
"The gods!!"