Cygnus, to the sea
"Hyouga, Athena wants to congregate the Twelve Gold Saints once more, or near to that," said Camus. "The Cloth of Aquarius calls you. I know it. Your journey thus far can attest to that."
Cygnus and Aquarius walked side by side together, a sure sign of their mutual respect. As they did, Hyouga quietly mused after his master's words. Under the auspices of Athena or some other God, Hyouga wondered, was a specter sent to him for guidance?
"Indeed, much time has passed," said Camus, "so I came to tell you that your power will bring about justice." Hyouga and Camus reached near a cliff, facing the wide Arctic Ocean stretching past the horizon. It was a mesmerizing view, and it gave Hyouga a sunken feeling in the heart. It was a feeling where he would have to leave something important, again. It was not Cygnus's type to hesitate.
"Two of my old friends joined the Temples and have guided Athena through the last war against Pallas and Saturn diligently. I just wonder why now?" said Hyouga.
Camus closed his eyes and replied, "Why not now?"
"The Cygnus Cloth has yet to find a successor. My friend is training, and if I leave for the Temples, I will leave my mission," said Hyouga. Camus said nothing after his student's words, but it was only for a short moment. He continued to usher Hyouga towards what was right.
"I believe that Athena wants your power. It is probably for a reason closer than we believe," he said.
"Master?" Hyouga looked at Aquarius Camus with stern eyes. "Do you mean a new threat?"
"If it ails you that much, return here after inheriting the Cloth." Camus then opened his eyes and turned to his student. "Do not trouble the Sanctuary over emotions."
Hyouga ceased his thoughts; they were pointless, and he knew that he should've known better. Then, his foot dropped.
"Hyouga!" Camus, seeing his student fall under the cliff rock, which cracked and gave way suddenly, swiftly curved over and grabbed Hyouga's arm.
"Are you all right?" The Gold Saint asked.
"Yes Master. Thank you." After catching a few breaths, Hyouga looked up at Camus and smiled. His feet dangled a far distance above the Arctic Ocean; in other words, he was going to plunge into the deep sea if Camus's grasp slipped.
"Of course Hyouga," Camus smiled back. A rare sight from the Gold Saint, and it was warming. "For a moment there, I got what I wanted."
"Master?" Hyouga squinted, confused.
"I wanted to see it." Camus tightened his grip and pulled up Hyouga right up to his face level. They were eye to eye, and Hyouga widened his eyes. Unlike the warm smile before, which amounted to an affectionate trust between master and student, especially a master known for his apathetic visage and strictness, Aquarius Camus's mouth drew out a wide grin. It was an abnormal sight to see Camus's face broken from calmness.
"I wanted to see…what your face would look like when filled with despair." The words from the Aquarius Saint made Hyouga blank completely that he did not realize he dropped under the edge of the cliff. Camus let go of his hand, and it was the fall's gravity churning Hyouga's stomach that awakened him.
He didn't understand at all.
"Master!" Hyouga's voice cried out in an echo, his body plunging towards the water. He looked up and was further confused. He saw his Master; then, his senses picked up a change in the Cosmos. His Master's Cosmos. A ghostly visual appeared behind Camus, manifesting as an Antikythera dial with gears and two large hands. A clock.
"Master's Cosmos disappeared. Wait, who are you?!" Then, the cold water hit Hyouga.
"Simple. As expected from a weakling like you, Hyouga." said Camus. A hand on the clock apparition behind him shifted, and then Camus changed. Gold strands entered his long hair; his Cloth, morphed from gold to black.
"Now, it's time for your doom as well." Camus, or rather the new man, a blond-haired man, turned from the cliff and walked away.
"Yes, I am coming for you, Haruto."