Mike stowed the Thunderclap Hammer, feeling pretty darn good about himself. He'd accomplished his mission, and even scored a sweet upgrade for his weapon.
After sealing the Seventh Demon God's soul, Ares seemed to… fade a bit.
Mike frowned, unsure if he was seeing things or if it was a side effect of pushing his body too hard.
Ares sheathed his sword and approached. "What are the side effects of forcing your talent's third awakening?"
"Not sure yet," Mike admitted. "Hopefully, I can find someone to help me fix it. If not, I'll figure something out."
Ares nodded, approvingly. "Good attitude."
After praising Thor, Ares turned and walked towards the depths of the Abyss, his sword servants following close behind.
"See them off," Ares instructed Cedric.
"Will do." Cedric nodded, escorting Mike back to the Ninth Abyss.
On the way, Cedric, in a rare display of taking the initiative, said, "My son should have contacted you already."
