You were fighting in the Battle of Manhattan, fighting monster after monster.

They were relentless, honestly.

And then you had seen Lee Fletcher- the son of Apollo, about to get crushed on the head by a giant. You got him out of the way in time. You saved his life. You managed to retreat with him into a cave, out of breath.

Lee was grateful, to say the least.... you could tell, because he wouldn't stop talking.