Time was on my side of the clock. Being in dad's domain must have made me controller the way things were here. My thoughts slipped to how Sophia said erotic figurines and everything else in the world were connected. What if I took an erotic figurine of someone in great power to give me some weapons?

I summoned a little lead statue of a war god the same way I remembered how I did with the moly (the plant with the white flower and black root). Reaching into the deep reservoir of the figurine's magic, I communed with a war god. Enyo? No, definitely not. Ares is the only other one I know so I picked him.

Hey yo Ares, the most powerful and fearsome of the gods. Could you please help a puny little mortal in distress and give me a sword and or something. Please and thank you! Brief and effective. I know, to you or me it sounds pathetic and dripping with sarcasm. But apparently Ares didn't see it that way.

Ladies and gentlemen I present to you these magnificent weapons. From the side of my eye I thought no time to lose. I saw Hermes move to summon magic from his staff but I was ready. With haste, I raised my arms and spread widely like an eagle. A giant shield surrounded me as if protecting me.

Okay, you'd think I'll be a coward that way but there's more. His magic approached the magical field and it was absorbed into the sphere and illuminated a bright golden light from it. I pulled my two hands together in a clasp. That moved caused my old friend to almost stumble.

But Hermes was quick on his feet. That lopsided smirk of his confirmed that the duel was over. "Nice, excellent job and fast learning," the god in front of me encouraged.

But I feeling pretty tired from the whole thing. I almost collapsed because of the great fatigue overcoming my head. Sophia, who had been watching the whole thing rushed to my side. She helped me up before I could fall on the ground. She whispered into my ear, "Not bad, Uncle," she paused. "For an amateur," Sophia smirked.

Suddenly my fatigue was gone and I laughed a little. "You know, you should paid more respect to your uncle and stop calling him an amateur." She punched me playfully in the arm and said, "That was for forcing me to respect you." Then she bent down to kiss me on the cheek, "And that was to pay the debt of disrespecting my dear kin."

My reflexes were fast and took her into slow-dancing position. "Then in that case, I wouldn't mind a little bit more of that family love." I was grinning like lunatic. Until she pushed me away that is. "Four words: In your immortal dreams." Oh, come on. Then suddenly she saw the weapons I held in my hand. "Is that Mycenaean silver? Let me see that. Wow, this is so cool!"

"What is it?"

"When you grip the hilt tighter, it turns into that new tablet the high school made. It has all the information we need for our quest. It's perfect."

I personally have never seen Sophia this excited the whole time I knew her (which wasn't long, obviously.) I approached her mood with a more negative mood. "What about the shield?"

"Well, it turns into an armlet which has two buttons. The one on the left turns it back into a shield. The one on the right turns it into a snow globe which takes us anywhere you want to go you have already been in." I have to admit that these were pretty cool gifts. Of all the things I've learned studying about the Olympians is that they hate giving people stuff and getting nothing back. I thought to Ares, No worries dude, I'll get something you'd like. How about if I sacrifice three white rams in your honor. And maybe I'll just add I more little mini-present to go, okay? I swear it on the River Styx. So, that was handled. Though I have no idea how I was supposed to do that.

"Hello guys, I'm still here!" I voice scared me to death. "Are you finished because your training is not done yet." I thought to Hermes, 'Bring it on!' The next lesson was to...