The Counselors, The Seven, Centurions, and Praetors, and Commander Shield.
"Look, a lot of the demigods are terrified of Omega. We don't know anything about him and all he does is pop out of of nowhere everyday to interrupt conversations. Then he starts acting like a maniac and then disappears. None of us really trust him." Thalia huffed, directing her comment towards Shield.
"Look, I'm the Commander, which means I'm only under the command of Chaos, and that I oversee the army. The problem is that the assassin isn't part of the army. He is also under Lord Chaos' direct command. I have no jurisdiction over him. We don't know much about him either. All we know is that Lord Chaos knows who he is, that they are very close, and that Omega is one of the most, if not the number one, dangerous men alive. However, we trust Lord Chaos and you should too. He's the reason that we are here and you are seeing so many old heroes. Frankly, he's the reason you didn't lose a single life when Hyperion was here, so complaining wouldn't do much." Shield replied, clearly irritated.
"So how come Chaos doesn't help fight?" asked the Stolls, perfectly in sync.
"If Lord Chaos actually fought, then the universe would explode. That's why he has us. He keeps the peace throughout the universe by using us. We have around six thousand soldiers, and if the elite squad and Omega isn't enough, then reinforcements will be sent." Shield explained. The meeting was once again interrupted by the sound of the horn. They ran out to find...,
