The Godslingers 5: Chapter 32

Olaf POV

We went deep into the destroyed Laybrinth, to the center. Daedalus's workshop, the only place with the tools we need. We made it, but there was a big rock in the way. Taylor kicked the rock in.

I then told the shadows to bring in our prisoner. They materialized to form the large body of a Cyclops.

"Well, well. Tyson Leaf. The big, bad Cyclops general." Taylor sneered.

"Let me go!" Tyson yelled.

"As soon as you make a body for Tartaros." (A/N: Tartarus is the pit. Tartaros is it's spirit, the Protenegos of the underworld)

Tyson began to work. He had finished the legs in 2 hours, the torso in 3, and the head and right arm in 5.

Why not the left arm?

Because we had a magic left arm that we made that could absorb and redirect any attack used on it.

We dipped the body in the Styx so it would become invulnerable, then attached the right arm We then summoned Tartaros and put him in the body.

"Lead me to Olympus. They have dumped too many a problem on me!" Tartaros shouted.

"We will kill the gods." I growled.