Rheta had grown bored of the bickering. Perseus had summoned the Horsemen to the castle before Thanatos had gotten across to all of them. They had been supposedly been patrolling the castle, but Rheta was disgusted it took so long to gather the four of them, especially with what was at stake. She had half expected Perseus to scold them for coming late, as each of them had entered the throne room with a swagger, grinning like the idiots they were. Instead, the King in the Walls smiled like an old fool, acknowledging them with a nod which they returned with a bow. Hercules had been the first to arrive. His massive figure, as tall as Thanatos, but far more muscular, throbbed with every step he took. His bulging muscles extended his veins in a visible pattern across his body, pulsating as he breathed. Rheta wasn't surprised they had nicknamed him 'The Warrior.' His muscles weren't just for show. Anyone who faced him on the battlefield either had to be insane, a Horseman, or Rheta hersel
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