When their voyage through the endless water slide of cold freshwater came to a halt, they were drenched except Hebe. They found themselves in a massive pool of water that was as big as the Trevi Fountain.
The passing demigods and some wizards roaming around backed as soon as they splashed themselves into the water. Some guards were alert enough to raise their wands, bows, spears and aimed at them. The geared up wizards' wands radiated a bright hue of bluish-green light, and the water magicians held tight on their water whiplash. Children cried and ran from the fountain as their arrival came as a surprise.
"Identify yourselves." The male guard in blue, aluminium breastplate asked, so serious he would pass as perfect counterpart to a secondary school librarian.
Tyler and the others, except Hebe– She looked offended—raised their hands.
"Where are we? Atlantis?" Hebe asked, glancing around.
"Don't shoot!" Amber appealed. "I-I'm Amber. We're residents here. I am from Fall Field, and Tyler a-a demigod with his Gryphon, and Rafferty, a wizard from Frozen Peaks." He convinced. "And Hebe, goddess, the keeper of Fountain of Youth."
Everyone shrugged, and a murmur filled the whole place. The guard's expression went from serious to shock, then back to serious again.
"Prove." The guard said.
"This is absurd! You mortals—!"
Amber stopped her and gave the goddess a please, just cooperate look.
Hebe gathered her poise and rolled her eyes. "Alright! If I prove myself right, your place owes me a temple. Are we clear?" She demanded.
Everyone remained silent. But the man in full armour cleared his throat and answered, "Will be granted."
"And you will worship me like my mother." She added.
"Of course."
Hebe glanced sideways, then crossed her arms. She remained still and pacified herself. A glow of green force crept through her body like chlorophyll consuming her. She floated, and a burst of brilliant green light, like a harmless armageddon of a shock wave, spread across. Every water in the whole area was cleaned in an instant. Dead grasses restored, and the elders retrieved their energy. So invigorated they could carry wood planks. Even the guards felt rejuvenated.
Everyone then lowered their wands and arms, and awe spread across their faces. The guard in blue armour slowly retreated and then silently ordered everyone to bow and pay respect. "Give respect to the goddess, Hebe, daughter of Lord Zeus and Queen Hera."
"Sweet." Hebe winked.
"The whole Ebb Portland will build your temple before the sun rises at the east coast of the riverbank near the temple of the god Achelous." He said, still head down. "And a replica of your fountain will be built in honour of your blessing."
Ebb Portland. Tyler thought. So this is the place other than Frozen Peaks and Fall Fields.
"Rise, my people. I mean, whatever. It feels good to be worshipped." She giggled. "Will you prepare me a feast?" She asked sweetly.
Amber walked carefully by her side and mumbled, "Goddess, we need to let Naflamuss know first of your resurrection so that the whole Strifwick Guild could celebrate."
Hebe's eye twinkled. "Oh, yes! Like, you mean a whole celebration just for me?"
Amber's eye twitched. "Uh, maybe. Y-Yeah. I guess. But, also to pay tribute for completing our quest and Fergus being alive."
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Tyler Harisson Chronicles: The Gryphon's Sacred Blood
Fantasy[this novel is completed] [now available on Amazon and Ukiyosk] REMINDER: THIS VERSION IS OUTDATED AND HASNT BEEN UPDATED SINCE PUBLISHED [Some parts are taken down] Tyler McAdam Harisson had lived his whole life believing that he's such a sore los...
