the shades of Elysium cheer and shout dramatically. They wave their flags with Theseus and Asterius on them. The warriors. Theseus, boosting with confidence lifts his arms to the crowd, encouraging them to cheer louder and louder. And they did. The shades obeyed.

You however....you held a flag with the face of a prince. The prince of the underworld. Zagreus. You were a fan of him, finding his fighting to be entertaining! Sometimes he'd win, and sometimes he'd lose. No matter what he would always come back. And he did this time

The chamber gates open and in walks Zagreus, drawing his sword ready to take on Theseus and Asterius. And after a few words. Combat starts.

Chaos breaks out and the shades cheer wildly until defeat was brought up on both Theseus and Asterius. Zagreus was victorious. Zagreus was all smiles as he brushed his fingers through his hair, putting his sword away. Then...by some miracle. He spots your flag. What a good cheerleader you were.

"It seems I have a fan! The only fan..."

Zagreus would approach you. You were high in the stands above him but he smiled up at you and waved happily

"Hey there mate. Want an autograph? I'd be honored to sign your banner."

Zagreus would speak in his regular crisp British accent...waiting for your response.