Once he reached the sandy shores, Edmund lay on his back his gaze fixed on the silhouette of the big guy far above.
A PROLONGED SIGH OF RELIEF.
He finally had time to know what the strange sounds he had been hearing were about.
"Beauty Goddess, that was really annoying. How could you whisper into someone's ears while in the middle of a deadly battle? Did you want me to die?"
The Goddess of Beauty didn't respond.
"Trying to ignore me, eh? You know I can come inside there and teach you a lesson, right? You better tell me now!"
"Take it easy, tough guy! I'm not trying to ignore you. You seem to be having many questions you want to ask at the same time. That's why I'm only trying to let you finish so I can answer them in one go. I mean, there's only one answer for all of them."
Edmund wanted to hear what it was.
"I'm done!"
"OK! The answer is this, I'm not the one who whispered to you. It's the..."
Edmund cut her off.
