Outside the ninety-ninth floor of the Tower of Truth,
As Mike and the others reeled in astonishment, Maxen retracted his flail and let out a yawn. He quickly realized he wasn't in the Wolf's Den anymore, but outside the ninety-ninth floor, at Apollo's doorstep!
Immediately composing himself, he assumed a solemn expression and spoke respectfully towards the tower, "Thor lives."
Apollo's voice emanated from within, "I'm aware."
He knew. Everything that transpired on the thirtieth floor unfolded under Apollo's watchful gaze.
Maxen scratched his head, unsure of what to say next.
Should he ask Apollo, "Sir, are you in need of a son? Two Supreme Beings have already become my godfathers, you're the only one left."
He couldn't possibly say something like that!
To Maxen's surprise, before he could utter a word, Apollo spoke again. "Have all the arrangements been made?"
