For the next ten minutes, or so, James and Elijah helped break down the makeshift base and prepare the wounded for transport. Those who didn't need medical attention -Devon and Travis- had left, leaving Alex -who was prepping the injured- and the breakdown team, and were already on their way to Central Park.

At the courthouse, there were five or so injured, two of which were completely incapacitated. The plan was to take those incapacitated in the medical chariot, then fill the remaining space with the rest, the more severely injured taking priority. Those left would be escorted by James and Elijah, since Alex was going to ride in the chariot. They didn't know how much room was on the chariot, so they had to assume not much. The low expectations would help prepare plans for both instances.

After about five minutes, the pegasi could be seen making their decent, carrying a large white chariot behind them.

"Alright, Alex. You guys ready?" Elijah asks.

"Yeah," he replied, rolling out the incapacitated form of John, James close behind him with Marshal, the other one who was in the worst shape.

The pegasi land and the driver, a creature almost elvish in appearance, drops down.

"How many can fit in there?" Elijah asks while Alex and James start to take their people to the back.

"As many as you need," the 'elf' replied, motioning for Elijah to follow him so they can get the remaining three.

Lanie stands when Elijah and the elf enter, wincing slightly due to her leg, which had a lot of gauze wrapped around her upper left thigh. She grabs her makeshift cane that she made out of the hilt of a battleaxe whose owner she'd fallen with a large arrow in her leg, the wound oozing a nasty green substance, and limps toward the door. It had already been decided she was highest priority of the remaining injured, but she can be Ares-level stubborn, and insists she can walk.

"It's just outside. The white chariot. I think the others might still be working on fastenings and whatnot," Elijah says as she passes, and she nods in acknowledgement.

That left Angie, whose gash reopened and worsened when she insisted she help breakdown, and Jeremy, whose arm was broken because he hoped a shield would protect him from a cyclops. It did, but he didn't think about the sheer force the blow.

The elf escorted Angie, while Elijah walked with Jeremy. As they approached the white and gold chariot, Elijah noticed a warm power emanating from it. He felt warm, but comfortably so. His leg, which had cramped like crazy when breaking down the 'base', relaxed, and a wave of calm washed over him.

The inside of the transport part of the chariot was way bigger than it looked. It held enough beds and more than the demigods actually needed, so everyone could ride in it without getting in the way. Once everyone was strapped in and ready to go, the elf went back outside to drive. The passengers could hear the crack of his whip, but never even felt a jolt as they took to the air. There must have been serious enchantments to let it to fly so smoothly.

Within minutes, the group made it to Olympus. Elijah noted the time, 11:43 PM, before helping the passengers out. Lanie walked with a slightly less limp, Angie's gash had closed, and Jeremy was rotating his shoulder, despite warnings against it. Too much stress and whatnot would re-injure what the magic had worked to heal.

A few minutes later, James was sipping a glass of nectar, sitting on the edge of Olympus, his feet swinging hundreds of feet above New York. Elijah walked up behind him, and sat next to him, his own glass in hand.

"We'll be leaving in a couple minutes," Elijah said as he took a drink of his nectar.

"Alright," James replied, standing up and stretching.

"Gotta hand it to these immortals, they've got one helluva view, huh?" Elijah said, doing the same.

"Oh, totally. The question is, do they truly appreciate it?"

"Probably not. Anyway, let's hit the stables; we've gotta get to Central Park."

"Aye-aye, Captain," James said, and they left to the pegasus stables.

Ten chapters down, six to go. We're coming close to the close. Guess as a warning/heads up.
~SoA