Ophelia watched Seth as he stood. She heard him whisper the name of the giant who had tortured him before. She rose her hand to his and held in. She sang quietly in Greek until she could no more. She was exhausted. Her hand dropped from his and her head hung. She was struggling to continue to sit up let alone continue to heal Seth. The whip lashed against her back, making her thankful to still be wearing a shirt, as it stung painfully with it on, "Why did you stop?" Kronos boomed.
Ophelia shook her head, "I... I can't heal him anymore... I am too tired."
The whip hit her against causing her to fall over from the force. Kronos laughed at her, "Fine. We stop for now," She heard a small groan of disappointment, "Worry not Antares, you will get your fun," He chuckled, "These two, won't be going anywhere."
They left them alone in their dark room. Ophelia lay on the ground, awake but to tired to move.
Ophelia shook her head, "I... I can't heal him anymore... I am too tired."
The whip hit her against causing her to fall over from the force. Kronos laughed at her, "Fine. We stop for now," She heard a small groan of disappointment, "Worry not Antares, you will get your fun," He chuckled, "These two, won't be going anywhere."
They left them alone in their dark room. Ophelia lay on the ground, awake but to tired to move.