Ophelia had drifted back off to sleep when she felt hands on her arms. She opened her eyes slowly to see one of the Romans she never met looking down at her. She looked at him groggily, "What is it?"

He didn't say anything before pulling her into his arms and running up the stairs onto the roof. She started to awake up a little as worry crept over her. She squirmed slightly but the Roman was far stronger than Ophelia and held her arms tightly to her. He placed her on a Pegasus and she felt her entire body seize up. She did not like the thought of being on these flying horses one bit anymore. The Roman climbed on and Ophelia clung to him, not wanting to fall again. The Roman flew at Kronos, what was happening. Then, she heard his voice ring, "I've got her, Lord Kronos."