Black-Magic (1)

"Madame Ariel, what are your orders?"

While James was having fun and enjoying his holiday on Mount Olympus, strange things were happening on the 5th floor of the tower.

Sun Emperor Ahil was sitting at the same table with Ariel, the guild commander, who had just spoken the words that had just been heard to her and was waiting for the time when he would take it back.

The 5th floor was in complete chaos. Even if the Olympus and Asgard guilds were doing their best, it was still known that the power levels of all the higher beings, the climbers, who descended to the 5th floor were incredibly reduced. 

This meant that even heroes like Theseus or Ingeld were at a low level, no matter how high their powers were.

It meant that outside of the Church of Night and the Empire, there was nothing but the possibility of help available.