In the Shadow Realm, the Myrmidons gathered in a half-ruined building with only a large chair in the middle. Eris flew in from an opening in the roof.
Cesni looked angrily to Ivee, “You're in big trouble.”
“Shut up!” Ivee said, pushing Cesni away.
“Stop!” Marduk ordered.
Vela turned to the doorway, “He's here.”
Nibiru stepped in, standing there for a moment before instantly grabbing Ivee by the neck and lifting her off the ground, “Let me remind you that being a Myrmidon means following my command without question. Next time I will rip you apart!” he said, tossing Ivee aside.
The Myrmidons cowered, lowering their heads in disgrace, except for Eris.
“My lovely, Eris.” Nibiru said, gently caressing her cheek with his hand, “It seems our Rhean friends may be on to you. We must be more careful.”
Nibiru sat in the chair, resting his head on one hand, contemplating what had happened.
Marduk rushed to the chair and knelt, “Nibiru, I beg you, even you said Leon isn't the warrior he once was-”
Nibiru interrupted, “You seem to forget that you've only fought Leon as a team. I need Leon to join us, and like all of you, he must join willingly. His power will make us stronger.”
Marduk backed away, “Yes, of course.”
“In time, my friend. All in due time,” Nibiru said, his laughter echoing through the building.