Sol sat there, his mind reeling from the cosmology lesson. The universe was an onion of infinite complexity, filled with Titans, Dragons, and nightmare insects. Knowing the map was great; it gave him perspective. But perspective didn't stop a spear. Perspective didn't kill a titan.
He needed a car. He needed weapons. He needed something tangible.
"That's great," Sol said, standing up and brushing the ancient dust from his shimmering celestial tunic. "Titans, elves, dragons. Very cool and all, truly fascinating. But knowing about a dragon's library doesn't help me kill one. And knowing about the Elemental Realms doesn't stop a spear."
He stepped closer to the dais, looking down at the chibi goddess.
