Drake looked up to the sky. "Father, please help me."
"Matthew!" Ecthel's sharp voice rang out through the area. Ecthel walked out of a swirling portal next to Matt.
"Oh hey Dumbledore!" Matt greeted. Ecthel facepalmed.
"Sure thing Gandalf!" Apparently Matt had the "Dionysus" Syndrome when it came to Ecthel's name.
"Grr. So those three are the ones who disturbed my meditation. Matthew, why are you just sitting around, shouldn't you be defending your Father's realm?"
*Matt explains the situation*
"You what!? Why?" Ecthel yelled at him. " Fool! Do you have any idea what happens afterwards? Gods, you see this in movies all the time! Guy sacrifices himself for girl and either winds up dead with the heartbroken girl crying over his dead body or alive and in bed with the girl he saves!"
"Well...yeah. I uh-figured I could just beat up Rhea using the artifacts and let everyone have a happy ending." said Matt, uncharacteristically being slightly dull.
The wizard facepalmed once more. Matt straightened up and drew his sword.
"I've had enough of sitting around and listening to their idle chatter. It's time to go on the offensive!"
Ecthel nodded and casted blessings and buffs on Matt. Matt charged at the Titans, picking out Iapetus as his first target.