A boring grey room

Lucas moved through all the rubble back to where he was first standing when the Sphinx gave him his offer. Indeed, right there, an oval portal was standing, revolving about its own axis.

It looked mysterious as if it was a miniature black hole, and nothing within it could be seen.

"If only we had someone who was an adept of space in our council.", Lucas sighed.

"Maybe that is how they even got this place so awesome. Maybe they have the best at space and time. Maybe they reeled in Chronos himself.", Michael suddenly postulated.

"Maybe they reeled in Chronos himself? What are you, an idiot? He is supposed to be stuck in Tartarus, in bits and pieces.", Lucas scoffed.

"Someone can always combine the pieces together. It's not like it has not been done before. I mean, since when have the gods cared enough to even check in that pit anyway? They don't care too much about the titans anymore, and maybe that negligence led to him escaping.", Arthur shrugged.