[color=ed1c24][i]... What the fuck is happening?[/i][/color]

The gym was in complete chaos. New servants were appearing and servants that had been in the fight for hours were suddenly leaving. Hal had never seen anything like it before in his life. It was like watching a train crash and being unable to look away from the explosions and metal bending in on itself. Hal waited for Odysseus' answer, hoping that this veteran of the Trojan War would be able to explain what the two of them were currently witnessing.

[color=fff200][i]... I don't have a clue either.[/i][/color]

Well that helped. [color=ed1c24][i]What do you think we should do?[/i][/color]

[color=fff200][i]Well I doubt we could take on all of these on our own. I'm no Rider class after all. I say we go along with them. At the very least, if they do mean us harm, gaining their trust will allow me to more easily use my Doúreios íppos on them without them noticing, increasing our chances to escape.[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24][i]Alright. Until I'm sure we're out of danger than, you can remain in control. Don't get too used to it however.[/i][/color]

[color=fff200]"I'll follow you, newcomers. Though I hope you don't expect me to disarm myself. I appreciate the support, but I apologize for remaining cautious until I get to know you more,[/color] Odysseus said with Hal's body, collecting his axes that had fallen off of Xerxes when the Persian King had melted to goop.