Cleon chuckled.he made sure that his warriors would witness this. There was no reason to hide at this time his father's blood flowing in him... or his connection to gods. "True. Anubis might find your heart light... but... you will not be seeing him." He raised his hand holding the chain. "This... is your way to Tartarus... and the punishment that awaits you there." He said as he formed a portal to tartarus four meters underwater next to the boat, then on eyes of everyone he formed a chain, connecting the portal to the chain around ambasador's neck. Then he let go, allowing the woman to know the fear, as she was slowly dragged through the deck to the portal.
The men look in shock as the black iron chain emerges from the water in a spray, coiling around the Egyptian's throat. Her eyes go wide, but she has no way of responding, as she's dragged below, into the crystal blue waters of the Saronic gulf, an orange flaming gateway visible beneath.
Cleon nodded his head as he felt the woman disappeared in behind the gates of Tartarus. He allowed the portal to stay open for a moment, allowing the men to take a good look at it, before closing it.. "I guess, she will be punished by gods." He stated. "Let's make sure others will follow her there, for the crimes against our houses!"
The men are silent for a moment, before Oemachus calls out. "Prince Cleon is clearly favored by the gods! Hail Prince Cleon!" The soldiers echo his cheer.
Cleon nodded his head and smiled. "Indeed! We were given a quest by the gods! One that will help us retake our lands!" Then he turned to Oemachus. "Take us to the port."
Talpharos watched Paragus leave before turning his attention to the ladies now keeping him company. So, Abula and Abrextia, was it? A pleasure to meet you, ladies. Would you like a drink?” He asked them with a friendly smile. While he did not trust them in the slightest there was no reason to not be polite to them, at least for now. “Please, tell me a bit about yourselves.”
