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Sara distanced herself from the group by walking to the cargo bay. She still couldn't quite believe it – Amaya was alive again, and it had been Nate who brought her back. She was happy, of course, but she also feared the consequences. Amaya didn't act like Sara had acted after she'd been brought back; then again, Nate hadn't taken the body to dump it into an active Lazarus Pit. He had instead gone to the Underworld and bargained for Amaya's soul. And even though Sara didn't know much about it, she was certain this did not just happen without getting away scot-free.

So, Sara was worried about what the future had in store for the Legends, specifically for Nate and Amaya. The Captain's office was the perfect place to retreat to, where she was ready to drink a good glass of scotch. Before she could bring the glass to her lips, John Constantine walked onto the bridge and looked at her, hands in his pockets and his gaze on Sara.

"John." Her voice was cold. She put the glass away and folded her arms. She hadn't asked him how he came here – he must have found a way, otherwise he would not be standing in front of her. John pulled his hands out of his pockets and approached Sara, but he made sure not to enter the captain's office or even step on the stairs. He wouldn't want the captain to hit him for the stunt he pulled with Clytius.

"Hello, Sara," he said. He hadn't put his signature smug smile. It seemed more appropriate to keep it off of his face for the time being and keep a serious face. it really did look like Sara wanted to punch or kick him, but Sara still had some restraint and she did neither.

"What the hell, John?" Sara asked him. It wouldn't be out of place if she shouted at him – but again, she didn't. "What did you do back there?"

"I had the opportunity to free Astra," John said. he did not need to provide the backstory – Sara already knew about Astra and the vaguest details of what had happened in Newcastle, as well as the tremendous guilt that pushed him to do things that would lead to Astra being free – or, at least, her going to heaven.

"Someone kidnapped me. They wanted me to steal Giant's blood for the Giantess. In exchange, they would free Astra. They didn't keep their word."

"And you believed them?" Sara said, an incredulous tone in her voice. John – of all people! – should not fall for the deception of some Greek deity that was planning to exploit him.

"They made me believe it," John said. Sara had no idea – she did not know just how powerful these personifications were. She did know the level of power he had received so he could take the Giant's life and blood, the power he later used to burn and scar Apate. John explained the tricks Deceit had used on him and what had happened to him in the Underworld to make Sara at least understand why he was so easily fooled by the personification of deceit.

"I want to make it up to you. I may have something you need," John said. he dared to take one step on the stairs, not taking his eyes off of Sara, still expecting to get a well-deserved hit in the face.

"Which is?"

"The Giantess' complete plan."

Ten to fifteen minutes later, every Legend was standing on the bridged, centered around the console or sitting on the steps to the captain's office. Sara had rounded everyone up to listen to what John could share with them. This way, they did not lose time relaying his information to one Legend at a time. Some were bitter about John killing the Giant as he was about to indulge information, and Mick generally glared at John every once in a while. John himself wondered where Wally, Nate, and Amaya came from since he hadn't seen them around when their friends were facing Clytius. He didn't blame them for not partaking and did not ask about it either. He had a story to tell.

And John told his story. This plan was pieced together, based on the pieces of information Hypnos, Hecate and Apate outright shared with him and implicit details he picked up along the way when they believed John was still unconscious and couldn't hear them.

"In short, the Giantess will want to create another Giant," Zari repeated the information as she understood it. That did not sound right – John had been speaking of Destruction, after all, and how Clytius' blood will bring it to life. But John nodded.

"She will try," John said and Zari nodded once in confusion. "We might be able to stop her before she can do that."

"Doesn't she have, like, twenty Giant uncles or something?" Ray asked him, but his gaze was on Nate. he still was the history and mythology expert in the group and was most likely to know this. Nate nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, she does." All known Giants were either her father (only two of them were officially related to her, according to Greek writers) or her uncles. Since each Olympian god or goddess, as well as some allies, could fight one, there had to be at least fifteen Giants, including Clytius.

"But it won't just be a Giant," Constantine then clarified. "It'll also be part monster, capable of destroying life as we know it. They now have all the right ingredients to start cooking it up, so we need to act quickly." Once it came into existence, it may be extremely hard to kill. Banishing it to the depths of the Underworld would be a suitable alternative, but who was to say it would work? John did not care it put Tartarus inhabitants at a disadvantage, but whether Destruction could choose to leave the Underworld – because if it could, they may need to think of a plan C.

"Then we'll stop it," Amaya said. Nate briefly glanced at her as she spoke, something that did not go unnoticed. John frowned a little. Something was going on between them, but he did not know what that was.

"We'll be able to kill it, right?" Nora asked the group in general. She has seen and fought some Greek monsters already, and had witnessed just how big a Giant could be, but she still had no idea how strong this monster John had described and whether they would be able to kill it, being part Giant and part monsters.

"We should be able to," Wally said as to reassure her.

"It can't be immortal," Nate guessed. "It's part Giant and it's just been proven champions are powerful enough to kill Giants. As for the monster part, it'd be strange if we weren't able to kill it."

"I don't doubt we'll be able to take care of it," Ray then said. "Both the monster and the Giantess."

"Speaking of the Giantess, she will be protected," John continued, ready to place new information before them. A large infodump usually never helped anyone right before a fight or when all of the information was important. "Hecate will be there, and Hypnos and Apate may, too."

"Who are they?" Mick asked, hands in his pockets and leaning disinterestedly against the wall. He may have been drinking if he had been able to stop by the kitchen.

"They are the goddess of magic and the personifications of sleep and deceit," John said without as much as giving it a second thought; as if this was the new normal. It was indeed the new normal, after everything they had been through. Mick just gave him a blank stare which could have been interpreted as him being done with the world and its logic.

"Right," Mick said and he looked away.

"We're fighting personifications," Zari said. She, too, was hesitant to believe such a thing existed, and whether they could even be fought. Constantine acknowledged her struggles and looked at her.

"They are, but they do have a very real body. We can punch them, and so can you if you want to." With that last remark, he glanced at Mick for a moment. The bald pyromaniac seemed to like that idea very much.

"Do you know where they are?" Sara finally asked him, having stayed silent the entire time until this moment. John nodded.

"They are going to be somewhere near the Acheron river, in a secluded and private area. They do not want any eavesdroppers or eye-witnesses around."

The Acheron was a river that ran through the Underworld. It was the river of Pain, one of the five rivers that flowed through the Underworld. What a nice place to create a world-destroying monster. Then they only needed to find out where exactly Periboea was going to be – the Acheron was also the name of a river that ran through Greece and it wouldn't be strange if that was the river where Periboea wanted to start an apocalypse.

"Let's ruin their evening, then," Sara said. "Gideon, keep an eye on the Acheron river. Let us know when you find something out of the ordinary.

"Of course, captain Lance." Sara looked at John again. She did not speak until he turned his head to her, too, which did not take long.

"Welcome back, John."

"Just get on with it," John replied, hands in his pockets and eyes scanning every Legend who came. With this announcement, the meeting was officially over and the Legends left the bridge, to prepare for the upcoming battle.

John took a page out of their book and returned to his old room to prepare as well.