Marishi-ten Palace at the same time.

Lakis of the athanor, seraph of Zeus, you are in a very bad position.

That a warrior of your caliber could be caught off guard saddens me. You, reputed to be the angel closest to the gods. You, nicknamed the Golden One. Although, when I see the color of your glory, I wonder why?

But why on earth didn't you stay with your temporary allies? You would have had your chance that way.

My companions would have killed you immediately, but this detail intrigues me. You're plotting something.

Because I will have no pity for someone like you who has changed allegiances several times. I will know how to make you talk, but it will be painful.

Your allies will never reach the palace. It doesn't matter if some of us are lost. It's all already decided.

Don't think that your previous interactions with our beloved goddess make you safe.

So tell me what I need to know, Lakis. Or rather, should I say Achilles of Thessaly? The legendary saint!

You fool! Didn't you notice the subtle differences, the color of your dresses, your hair? Don't you sense a mistake? I should already be dead, but not in this era. As for the name you think is mine...