Borne From The Storm [Creating Greek Myths]

Chapter 10: Fashion Streets Not

[Author's Note: Hi guys! Back after a long time. Umm... Just a bit of information about my panda mid year exams, it was MORTIFYING. the science paper was a killer. Totally physics and the questions are impossible like for example: Why are bamboo shoots appear green? It is green because it is green! Isn't that obvious? Anyways, my results may be umm... atrocious in fact this time. So I might be grounded for my mid year holidays. Hope you won't mind my absence but really I should have 72 hours per day instead of 24. Anyway, I am babbling again and I think I should... say I am touched. *wipes tears*All of you are so incredible! 610 readers! Even in my absence there is an increase! A bit thank you to all of you out there from 10 different countries, Thank you!!!! *wipes tears* Anyway, shoutouts later as usual and story first.]

"You do not think we are lost aren't you?" I asked dryly, directing my question to Athena who in response to my question, coloured in her face. At least there is someone who knows when to blush when she is at a loss.

"Me, lost? What a joke." Athena huffed though a telltale flush was creeping up her face. I gave her a teasing smile. "I would love for some directions now, you know. Instead of wandering aimlessly. We have a god to rescue."

Sent down to do investigations in the mortal world is depressing. It means, more often than not, more attention that you seem to prefer being cast at your direction. Hermes was dragging his feet desolately across the concrete pavement as we wander down the famous Orchard Road of Singapore. Hecate had given us a discrete clue to where our enchanting sorcerer/ sorceress had seek in. Singapore. Perfect. One of the world's smallest country makes it one of the most preferred choice for a dangerous spellcaster to hide in. The element of space in human concept in different then those of the gods. The smaller the area, the more stronger the magic present can be as it is concentrated within a small area of land space, thus denser. The water surrounding this charming island was also enough to reinforce the magic as water has the perfect ability to resemble that of purity thus binding the magic and increasing it by tenfold. This means that we must contend with a bit more powerful magical fight should it occur.

However, one step at a time.

"Athena, can you please tell us where on Singapore are we?"

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"I sense strong magic..." Hermes muttered, twirling his caduceus which took the form of a "harmless" looking branch snapped cleanly from a tree.

Athena frowned. "The magic is coming in pulses at high frequencies. No mortals can hear it but that explains why this area seems devoid of people. The high frequency keep them away any closer and they would have experienced severe headaches. But what I am most interested in is: where is the source?"

"A good question which everyone wants to know and answered immediately." I muttered. I glanced enviously at Hermes disguised caduceus and Athena's hidden sword. So much for weapons. My weapons haven't even been crafted finished. Only a little diary with spells that I had concocted beforehand to be my only offense and defense. At least I think it might hold. Suddenly, I felt the magic receding swiftly and seems to be hurtling back to the source. I felt as though a fist had just closed around my heart. This motion reminds me of something important. That huge motion is exceedingly similar to something. In fact it resembles it but what was it?

"Hurry!" Athena cried," Follow the magic and it could get us closer to the magician!"

Then it struck me.

"No! Retreat! This isn't ordinary clues, this is a strategic attack! The magic is acting in a way prior to a tsunami! In a tsunami, large amounts of water recedes from the coastlines to fill in the vacuum created when the upwards movement in the epicenter displaces the water. Back! Back! Back!" I shouted in a panic, scrambling for safety while trying to spat out a spell to reduce its impact. As I chanted hurriedly, I heard Hermes's and Athena's voice merge with mine each reciting a different spell in different tongues.