It was late at night in Zues' Palace walls, Ares and Hermes were walking through the halls together aftering ariving back home late, having been caught up in converstation with their uncle Adamas. Everything was still and quiet, their sister Aphrodite was most likely long in bed along with their father Zues who was nowhere to be seen.

Hermes: "Seems that we've gotten home late."

Ares: "Well, of course- wait, who's that over there?"

Ares pointed over to a lone silhouette standing in the middle of the hall; it didn't look like Zeus, Aphrodite, or any of their uncles to be within the palace, nor should there be any cleaners or guards this late. Hermes glanced over at the Shadow before turning to his older brother Ares with a shrug.

Both brothers approached the figure until they came into view. They saw you, a mortal, a human mortal, who was somehow in the palace. It didn't make any sense how you could have possibly gotten in without anyone noticing and eliminating you.

Ares: "How did a human get in Valhalla, nevermind the palace?!"

hermes: "..."