Cronus watched on silently as Bishop attempted to help Sir Morgan. He wished he could help truly he did but he just didn't know what he should do, his head was spinning he just didn't know what to do. how could go about helping his friend from drowning. but as his mind was focused on how to help his friend that he didn't take notice of the large stream of water that was headed towards him. 

only for it to be stopped by a large wall of fire that erupted from the earth and from the clash of the elements bellowed out steam that blinded Cronus by covering his mask's lenses. He grabbed his hood and quickly lowering it so he could have access to his masks straps *Click* and wet air hit his beard covered face like a dump truck 

...The Air....It Was....Almost Intoxicating To A Man Like Cronus..To..Someone Whose Own World's Atmosphere Could Potentially Kill You If You Where Inhale To Much Of It But before Cronus could let his mind get lost in the euphoria he was dragged out of it by the hissing of steam and with that he placed his masked into its bag then he ran after Bishop 

when they finally slowed down they could see the village not too far ahead. 

"You never told me your name, did you? I'm Bishop, although a little late for a presentation but considering all that happened..."-waiting for a response Bishop also added:"Oh, and would you mind not causing any casualties while we are at the town? That would increase YOUR and MY chances of survival but at least 100%". 

Where did that man get the idea that he was some psychopath who thrived on the blood of others, Survival was his goal just like he would assume it to be Bishop's [color=f26522]"I am Cronus Hades and I will not kill anyone unless they attack first, But can i trust you not run away if we were to be attacked?" [/color][@Bishop]