It had been a little while since the two goddesses, Styx and Lethe, had disembarked from the chariot.

The ghostly steeds swiftly galloped across the expansive plains on the outskirts of Mount Etna. The sound of the chariot's wheels and the hooves of the horses echoed across the wide-open landscape. Of course, being invisible and silent to humans, they remained unaware.

Laughter and calls echoed from afar.

"Over here! Throw it this way!"

Despite the mountain's inherent dangers, with Typhon's body sealed within, its beauty still drew many nymphs. The landscape featured lush forests and a clear stream flowing through, …