My Resolve, My Anger, Even My Grief

The Minotaur Unstrapped His Axe And Swung It Around. It Was Beautiful In A Harsh I’m~going~togut~you~like~a~fish Kind Of Way. Each Of Its Twin Blades Was Shaped Like An Omega: Ω—the Last Letter Of The Greek Alphabet. Maybe That Was Because The Axe Would Be The Last Thing His Victims Ever Saw

A General Never Shows Despair. He Instills Confidence In His Troops. He Leads Them Forward, Even Into The Mouth Of Death.

Sounds Like A Plan Worthy Of Athena.

Not All Powers Are Spectacular." Hestia Looked At Me. "sometimes The Hardest Power To Master Is The Power Of Yielding.

Even The Gods Couldn't Devise A Fates So Twisted.