“f**k, I can’t believe you made me dress like a table server,” said Mike as he gazes at his new outfit of a sea waiter designed with fish skin. “You have to get used to it,” Athena said. “Is this the plan you could come up with?” Gold cuts in staring at her waitress outfit designed with fish skin. “This is our ticket in getting close to Poseidon,” Athena whispered. “So if you don’t mind, let’s get down to work,” she added.
Knocking Silas down the thick red smoke transformed into a handsome tall man with a golden bear and sweet pink lips. “Who the hell are you?” Silas asked terrified. “You can call me Belius, I am one of the demon heads. If you screw with Christie, you screw with me,” Belius added as he grabbed Silas’ neck. “Please spare me,” Silas pleaded. “The demons will walk the earth
