Barbatos POV
Barbatos reappeared in the jungle with a flicker of spatial light.
The air was humid, thick with the scent of overgrown foliage and the muffled sounds of distant beasts.
In the center of a flattened clearing, Zagreus sat on a large stone.
He looked up as soon as Barbatos who arrived alone.
"Did you let them run on purpose?" Zagreus asked. His voice was far from calm.
Barbatos dropped to one knee without hesitation.
"I'll accept all punishment," he said.
Zagreus didn't move.
His expression was cold, and unreadable, as if carved into stone.
Before this, he had been prepared to chase after Nameless Death himself. But Barbatos had stopped him. Told him to trust him. Said he would bring them both back.
And now, he had returned with nothing.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
The silence stretched.
"Search every single Space-Time Prison in the Site," Zagreus finally said. "Find out which one they're using to hide."
