The news that it would soon be attacked by not one but two goddesses left Aforgomon nonplussed.  Knowing what it did of the minds of gods, it fully expected them to take action.  [i]Pitiable.  They mean me no harm, but lash out what at what they don’t understand.  Their animal intuition.[/i]  Unshaken by the huntress’s bow, it turned to its left and took a step, vanishing completely into another dimension.  A moment later, Aforgomon’s tall, gangly form appeared from an unstable shimmer behind her, and grabbed Artemis’s head in a single, swift motion.  For the moment it held the advantage, but a goddess held many tricks up her sleeve, and could overpower it easily.  With this in mind, the Great One wasted no time, and shoved her hard enough so that she fell forward into a tear of light of its own creation.  Yelling in hate and surprise, the huntress vanished into a quiet realm, trapped beyond the confines of space.

Next, Aforgomon turned toward the goddess that spawned it.  Aphrodite screeched and tried to run, but light ripped across the floor, walls, and ceilings in front of her, and from them tentacles writhed forth.  Turning back, the love goddess attempted to find another way around, forgetting for a moment the lumbering giant that stole up behind her.  Unceremoniously, Aforgomon kicked her in the back, sending her into an ungainly sprawl onto the floor.  Before she could stand again, a tentacle reached out and snagged her arm before dragging the squealing goddess across the marble tiles.  Aphrodite, unable to get a grasp on the floor, was pulled kicking and screaming into the tentacled dimension.  There she would be stuck, surrounded on all sides in uncomfortable proximity to an infinite mass of tentacles, until Aforgomon deigned to let her out.

Imagining this gave the Great One a small inspiration.  If this trap worked perfectly against small things, what prevented it from working against large ones?  Every dream on earth had turned to nightmares since the aliens foolishly opened fire on earth. Though a good plan, it needed help, even for a Great One, to come to fruition.  Knowing just who to call upon, Aforgomon faded out once again, leaving the hall of Olympus dead quiet.

When the shamble next manifested, it came to be in a realm of darkness and misery: the underworld.  Contrary to its usual state, however, the land of the dead appeared to be in uproar.  After appearing, Aforgomon stood witness to a battle between old gods and new.  Horus and Set faced off against Thalios and Alec.  This irritated Aforgomon; if even it, devoid of pride and presumption, could defeat two of the gods, why couldn’t these two at least disable theirs long enough to retreat?  Regardless, the Great One worked to seed the nightmare god’s mind.  [i]There are great things afoot.  Dismiss your opponent and join the eyeless watcher to preserve this planet’s infant population.[/i]  A brilliant lift appeared next to Aforgomon, through which Thalios was invited to travel.