You were on a quest for the gods. Everything was fine until you ran into an angry cyclops. Running for your life. But this thing was fast. Before you even realized it was right behind you. It threw a rock right in your path, you ran right into it, unable to slow down in time. Dazed, in pain, and scared. As the cyclops approached you, you did one thing you said you’d never do. Yelled for your dad, Apollo. After you yelled, you could have sworn that you heard horses, but were too dazed to look.