Theatopolis? Theatlantis? Thealon?

Luna, Malachi, and Thea were currently standing on a literal lake in the wilderness.

The water possessed a flurry of faint, dark blue energy wafting off it, and it would be easy to mistake them for fireflies if one wasn't looking hard enough.

Though this place appeared to be sort of somber at first glance, closer inspection would confirm it to be a place beautiful beyond description.

Mal found it very similar to the forest in the movie 'Avatar' at night. 

There was only one building here, and that was a lakeside manor that was even nicer than the kind you would see on home improvement shows.

But there was something that was preventing Mal from enjoying the scenery.

The pressure.

It was even worse than Zeus'.

Not only Mal, but Luna also felt if they made even the smallest move or breathed improperly, they were going to die.

And nothing could save them.

*Sniff, sniff*