Blackfeather Woods calls the faithful to their knees

She was angry at the words behind her, angry enough that her muscles strained with the effort not to turn back. She stopped for a moment. Waited. Her eyes, double-hued and chilly, met Zeus's. She gave him a nod.

Then the other corner of her mouth lifted to match her ruined side, and she let out a laugh that would have done the madman in her father proud. She continued to walk, laughing, laughing, until the wraith was well within the bounds of the woods.