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Defeat sat up again, once er himself, Strider palmed a blade and a semiauto him to close any distance, and the other destroyed up close and personal

This, he thought with a grin, was going to be fun

DEAR…GODS The heat was unbearable, the smells of sulfur and rot thick in Amun’s nostrils Thousands of screams assaulted his ears, each reed to coion For Aeron

Like Amun, Aeron and William were seated in the small but sturdy boat Cronus had su them here Of course, they’d had to pro as well as the boat

They were currently navigating the River Styx, careful to remain as still and steady as possible One drop of that liquid upon their skin, and their life force would begin to drain

"So, why is Lucifer afraid of you?" Aeron asked Williaently rowed

The warrior, as reclining at the stern of the boat, plucking at the tip of his blade, ed "Just is"

"There’s always a reason," Aeron insisted

"Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I’ll always talk about that reason"

Willia Ahtful journey already And this was only the beginning

They had to follow the river to where itinside this vast lair Phlegethon--the river of fire Acheron--the river of woe Cocytus--the river of wailing Lethe--the river of forgetfulness And they had to do it without disturbing Charon, the boat the dead to whichever section of hell their lost soul had been condemned to The fires, the endless pits, the persecution caverns

Until recently, they wouldn’t have had to worry about Charon at all But upon Cronus’s release froinal state, including the rehiring, so to speak, of its guardians