s moved through C
plagued him for months was gone, replaced by something fierce and unfamilia
The leader, the one with the blue glowing eyes, kept glancing back at
oing?" Marcus a
" the warrior said. "My name is Bjo
ther. You
y had reached an old subway entrance, chains stretched a
ended into darkness, boots echoing on cracked tile. The air grew
tom, reali
from ice and stone. A great hall stretched before them, pillars reaching into
not Chica
jorn said. "One of many doors t
that. Nothing f
eather armor reinforced with silver, a sword strapped to her ba
Ares's curse," she said, circling M
onths, Sigrun," Bjorn repl
xamining him like livestock. "The mark is there. I can feel it. But it is wild. Un
decision to make,"
It is
thunder. The warriors dropped to one kn
us t
ted from him like heat from a forge. One eye blazed gold. The other was covered by a leather
Allfathe
ow, to show submission. But another part of him,
gle eye. "Interesting. The god of war's final gift. T
, his voice stead
ild and certain death. Ares saw that. In his final moments, as Greek and Egyptian gods tore him apart, he cho
e. Screaming. A little girl trapped beneath rubble. He had pulled her
"Neither do the Egyptians. But the Vesper discovered yo
for any of this
Marcus Chen. The pantheons have maintained uneasy peace for centuries, carving territ
hat have to
d. That makes you a weapon. A symbol. Whoever controls you controls a ra
ld. "So I am j
eamed. "But to me, you are an
e is not ready. The mark is unstab
ity apart looking for him. The Greeks will join her hunt once they
w?" Marcus
d, cold and
h other, some agreeing, others protesting. Marcus stood
ne cage only to
hand. Silence
st. If Marcus survives, he earns his freedom and our protec
d worried.
her find him. Marcus will have one hour to evade her in the city
trap closing. "A
ourselves," Sigrun said. "At l
ing eye. "Choose, mortal. Prove you deserv
was still th
o survive a g
ounding him, at Odin's cold calcul
t. Of six months in chains. Of
r ag
o it," Ma
"Good. The ga

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