The Calm Before The Storm

"You three look like crap."

Nike crossed her arms across her chest as they convened away from Amalthea and the Kuretes, preparing to depart for Mount Etna. Newt had been able to identify all the problems they would have to face. The ones he was unsure of, the expression of Nike and Bia's faces was more than enough to tell him they had a rough journey ahead.

At least what you need is along the way,  Poseidon noted.

And he was right. Now there was no need to leave the group. What he had to do had luckily fallen in line with Amalthea's seven tasks. The problem now was juggling that alongside facing what would be their toughest challenge. Aside from that, they also had Zelos to think about. They hadn't a clue where he was so they had no idea where to start from.

"You've heard what that old goat had to say," Nike grumbled. "You're on your own till the very end."