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“Why would I ever work against the Goddesses after you killed me?” he asked incredulously as his eyes met Atlas’. He was baffled that this man admitted to both killing and attempting to recruit him in a matter of minutes.
“We had leverage, albeit I did not know how weak it was,” Atlas growled. His eyes fierce as a warrior and mad as a lunatic.
“My mother,” Devon stated. The thought of the torture she went through at the hands of this Titan burned his blood.
“Yes, we used her blood and power to create an amplifier that worked perfectly at forcing your powers to surge. It was all planned out. Though, I hadn’t intended for your little love to die. That was just a nice surprise.”
“Didn’t stay quite dead though, did she?” he heard the soft, yet firm voice from behind him.
Persephone was here!
He almost cried out in relief as his arm warmed where the soulbond mark was. Green magic lit along the serpent in the mark as it came to life, no longer skeletal, light pulsing from it as if in sync with his heart.
The pulses strengthened as if someone was feeding life into them.
Persephone stepped beside him and grabbed his hand, both of them shaking from weakness and relief.
She looked at him for a moment and gave him a slight nod.
She was alive!
He wanted to grab her and take her far away from here.
“Hello, Atlas. I see you’ve been running around like an unattended toddler. I believe it would be best if you took a time out to think about what you’ve done.” Another voice stated from behind him, the words full of jest yet the tone completely serious.
Thanatos.
In a flash of light, Crius and Minthe appeared next to Atlas.
“Were you able to take care of any of them or were you just letting your rams stretch their legs while pretending to follow the actual plan?” Atlas asked Crius, eyeing the blood staining his clothes from the already healed wounds from their previous battle.
“I killed you,” Minthe sneered at Persephone, hatred in her eyes.
“Did a terrible job of it, too,” Thanatos shot back.
“Thanatos, this is not the time,” Persephone warned.
“Why,” Devon interrupted, “would I be a soldier for you after you killed me? It doesn’t make sense!”
“Because,” Atlas seethed, “you wouldn’t have known we were the ones who killed you. You think we haven’t kept tabs on the lines holding the power of Cronus’ offspring? That we wouldn’t know how to play our cards when the time came? Of course we did! Now that all the lines are in Halcyon, we have the chance to end the reign of the Goddesses. Once and for all.”
“They are all here?” Persephone asked with a shocked voice. “Hestia?”
Atlas ignored her.
“Now that the gate is open, Cronus can raise the army once again for me to lead to victory.” A sword appeared in Atlas’ hand. “And if you will not join me, Devon Aideonous, I will consider you my enemy. You have this chance to join the stronger side. We will prevail.”
“Cronus is not coming. The gate is closed. I closed it.” Persephone held herself as tall as she could, trying not to allow the weakness from her injuries to show.
She wasn’t fully healed and he could feel her strength receding like the tides.
“And anymore damage to the land at your hand will be part of your unending punishment in Tartarus. Your choice to stop will only help to lessen the severity.”
Atlas’ eyes became fire once again.
“You lie, little Goddess…”
“No,” she stood firm, “The gate remains shut. You may have cracked it open, but I sealed it back. Your attempt at a coup failed. Surrender and go willingly or...”
