19
There is chaos. The gods shouting, Amazons screaming, contestants looking worried.
Except Trevor. Trevor looks remarkably calm for someone who was just told their prize went missing. The shimmering man leans in to discuss the matter and Trevor waves him off.
Constantine actually gets up and leaves. “I’ve had enough,” he tells me. I’m tempted to follow him, but I stay, wanting to see what happens next.
I expect the black boxes to start knitting up around us for another time out. Instead Athena raises an arm to quiet us. The Amazons immediately obey. The gods follow a moment later.
“Trevor,” she says. “We have failed in our duty to you. We will find Sora, and we will bestow upon you the powers to which you are entitled.”
Trevor nods. “It’s okay, really. I mean, my personality plus a
