Compromising For The Greater Good

Compromising For The Greater Good

Michael's POV

She looks thoroughly bewildered. Of course she cannot believe me. Why would she anyway, when she seems me a wretched beast? Nothing I will say or do will break through to her. I look her straight in the eye to ensure she sees I am telling the truth. Her bewilderment, a clear indication that she has no recollection of the events that led to all this.

She heaves and then walks over to Hermes. She bends down and starts chanting some strange language, obviously a spell. Hermes gasps and regains his consciousness. Which leaves me to wonder why he succumbed to the pain when he is clearly able to abate it.

"So, the mighty Hermes, the do called god of trickery cannot heal himself now huh? Pray, tell me Hermes, are you now playing the innocent mortal guy here?"

"No beast. Of course I know my love's true identity. However, I created a spell to limit the strength of one's true form in this place. In other word