Standing in a huge hall, which is decorated with marble, you look at the many sculptures of the Greek gods. Looking back, you realized that it was none other than the God of the seas. As soon as you approach to get a better look at it, a voice comes from behind, quiet, but rather rough "Don't touch him. It was recently installed, I don't want it to be pawed by someone like you. It was none other than Poseidon. His black pupils stared at the floor.