Ch. 75: Temporal Rift Generator
"I'm willing," I said, my voice steady despite the fear gnawing at my insides. "Whatever it takes."
Hephaestus studied me for a long moment, then turned to Talos. "You trust this one?"
Talos hesitated, then nodded. "I do."
The god of the forge let out a long sigh and rubbed the back of his neck. "Fine. I'll help. But know this—if I do, you'll owe me. Big. And I don't deal in favors lightly."
"Was that a threat?" I asked.
"That's rich coming from a god that lost and arm to his own brother. You big gods giving yourself the title of the big three and your honorariums. In the end your are not all that different from us." He boomed as he walked to a fridge and smashed it open. "When we're done I want you out of my sights." He said as he popped open the cover of the bottle of beer with his teeth.
