Dying Ichor

FIFTY-ONE

   It's just a waiting game now.

Prometheus had gone out to visit Chloris and Callidora discreetly. All for possible visions of Greece that hasn't fallen.

Elias still couldn't determine the main reason why this entire domain would collapse because of him, but he was sure it's something to do with his presence messing up the timeline. He just doesn't know how exactly. Probably because of him meeting with so many gods.

The only eventful thing that's happened so far is a small letter from. She warns him of sudden changes happening in Olympus. The letter didn't go into exact details, but it seems like Zeus is preparing for something. She implored him not to go out and avoid minimum contact with any gods for the time being.

He does just that. He doesn't know if it was due to the letter influencing him, but Elias could feel something ominous in the air. He can't quite figure out why. He hopes he won't find out.

But just as he finally grew somewhat settled, he receives two unexpected visitors right on his doorsteps.

Chloris and Callidora. And the two of them... they weren't in good shape.

Callidora had sustained large injuries all over her body, yet she didn't seem to mind it all that much and continued to patch herself up without much fuss unlike Chloris, who winced every time Elias would try to help her. She wasn't as bad as Callidora, but there was a concerning cut right above her left eyebrow. He hoped none of their wounds would get infected, so Elias frantically got up to clean them as best he could.

"What happened to you two? Are there anymore injuries? Was the temple attacked?"

Chloris groaned at the towel placed against her head. She and Callidora worriedly look at each other until Callidora sighed, giving a grim expression.

"Yes, the temple was under attack."

"What?"

"Not too long ago, Apollo descended from the heavens and evacuated the majority of the priestesses. He hid the younger girls on an island that's being watched over Lady Artemis' hunters, and he's going around to the last of his temples. But one of them have already fallen, and there's only one refuge left for us. It's the temple of Delos where Sappheire is."

"What happened to the temples? Callidora, what's going on out there?"

"We're under attack by monsters coming from the underworld," Chloris hissed out. "It happened so suddenly that we weren't even informed until a while ago that our temple was being overrun by those creatures! Callidora and I were on our way to meet with a lord who needed my services, but who would've thought we'd meet up with a Stymphalian bird! That thing almost tore Callidora's arm apart!"

"It wasn't my blood. It was actually his on my arm. It's all good."

Chloris rolled her eyes and turned to Elias, grabbing him by the arm and exclaiming, "There were dozens of them! I've never seen one before, and I'm sure you've seen them since you fell to Tartarus. I almost got snagged by one until Prometheus came and saved us!"

Elias widened his eyes. "Is he okay?"

"Of course, he's fine," Callidora dismisses it quickly. "He's a titan. He killed all of them without a hitch.

"But why are you two here then? It's not safe for you to be wandering around if you're getting attacked by monsters. What about the people? Is everyone being attacked?"

"For now, it's anyone who's been linked to the gods. The priestesses are getting hurt the most which is why Apollo's down here," Chloris explains. "We've come to take you away. This is an ideal home you have for being so isolated, but it won't last long. We have to leave!"