The memory of Scathatch's returned words resurfaced, only adding to their growing unease. Whatever future Scathatch had hinted at, it now seemed even more tangled and uncertain. The sight of Sabrina, so eerily similar to Janna, made them question what was ahead. The future, already uncertain, now seemed even more confusing, as if they were walking into a complex web of fate where the lines between past, present, and future were increasingly blurred.
"These are the other morons that work for Scathatch, they will escort you back to her camp and then you can decide what to do after you talk with her," Jason declared.
"That makes you sound like you are a moron, too," Helena shrugged.
"You can say that," Jason shrugged as well.
"Wait a minute, Jason," Gustavo protested. "We haven't received orders to clean this place yet. Besides, one of Hades' underlings is the dungeon master here."
"I see… and?" Jason asked.
