It's been a long journey. Kratos led the way, but he approached each step wisely. With age, God understood a lot, even aged a little.

His rough, sturdy fingers gripped the hilt of the Liviathan tightly, and his eyes explored every inch. There was a crunch from behind. The man turned around.

"Don't touch anything here. You'll burn your fingers."

This territory was unknown, and his companion's fingers itched to touch something.