Agatha knew a God was with her before she turned around. And it was not in a good way. Even before she had turned, he spoke. And loud as it was, she knew she was the only one who heard it. "You are not fated to take the citadel, child." -- in bronze age greece, the trojan war rages. agatha goes into battle disguised as tedros, when he will not, to rally the troops. it works a little too well. (a tagatha iliad/the song of achilles au)