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[center][b]Aubrey Adkins[/b][/center]
	Well, um, that was sort of unexpected.  We’re talking about the man who used me as a battering ram through a section of Lost Haven.  This guy is either extremely gullible or he’s planning something devious.  Either way, I have to carefully plan my next move.  I [i]obviously[/i] don’t to see Round 2 of our first ‘fight’ (if you could even call it that).  I actually want to go home in one piece, despite what it might look like.

	Then I heard two, small wings flapping beside my ear.  When I turned my head to see what was making that noise, I discovered a small owl perched on my shoulder, balancing itself on one leg.  In the other leg, the small bird was holding a small vial that contained a clear liquid.  Now it is time for the final stage of the plan.  Now, unless this Greek demigod wannabe is actually faking it, I need to convince him that this is the anti-venom for the poison that I had supposedly injected into his blood stream.  However, the serum inside will actually make him seem like he is suffering from Latrodectism (don’t ask me how I know that.  I blame Athena).  Although it is sort of weird that Athena sent a little owl.  Couldn’t this be animal cruelty, especially since it was sent in this almost literal warzone?

	Therefore, I took the vial from the small owl, although I did so with a little hesitation.  This isn’t [i]Snow White[/i] or [i]the Lion King[/i].  Animals just don’t do that (unless you’re a messenger pigeon, of course).  Anyways, after I took the vial from the bird’s claw (cannot believe I just said that), I tossed the glass container over towards the man, which caused it to adhere to the silk that had ensnared the man.

	[color=B22222]“Here is the first batch of the antidote.  If you happen to behave yourself and turn yourself over peacefully, we’ll give you the second batch which you need to cure yourself.”[/color]

	While the man was downing the clear serum as if his life depended on it, suddenly Athena appeared next to where the man was ensnared by my spider-web.  The Goddess of Wisdom took her spear and began to twirl the spider-silk around the man.  Once she was finished, the man was now tied up with the silk that my spider-web had only a few moments ago been composed of.

	“I shall take this miscreant back to his master,” Athena said as she picked the man up with one hand.  “However, I will still require your assistance, Eikon.  Take my young pupil here and meet me at Ares’ temple.  Bubo knows the way, don’t you my fine feathered friend.”  The small owl flew off my shoulder and darted towards Athena.  It landed on her one free hand.  For a moment, the Greek goddess dropped the servant of Ares onto the ground and feed Bubo something.  After she had fed the little owl, Athena took hold of the servant of Ares again and disappeared into thin air.

	Meanwhile, Bubo began to hover in the air.  First, it flew over towards me, circling my head.  Then, the little owl flew away from me and did the same to Icon.  Once it had finished trying to get our attention, the owl so called Bubo darted in the opposite direction and headed toward where Athena wanted us to rendezvous.

	Sometimes, I question Athena’s decision making.  Why couldn’t she have had Icon take that Greek wannabe?  Ironically, the one time I [i]wanted[/i] her to do her little ‘teleporting’ trick, she doesn’t do it.  Maybe that’s what I get for complaining about it so much.  Honestly, I have no idea how this is going to work.  I’m sure that this Icon guy could carry a normal person.  But I’m not quite normal, at least when it comes to my lower body.

	[color=B22222]“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I also ‘volunteered’ for this little job, too.”[/color]  I made air quotes with my figures to emphasize that I did not really have any choice in the matter.