No kidding, Xie Lian. Being Prince of the Underworld certainly wasn't all it was chalked up to be.

"Ah, my instructor taught me hand-to-hand and sword fighting as well! He also taught me the spear, which was his specialty in life. He once wielded my father's spear, Varatha, which he gifted to me once he dug it out of the armory. Speaking of which..." Zagreus ticked off his fingers as he thought through his armory. "I've wielded sword, spear, shield, bow, fists, and this odd contraption made by Daedalus called a rail. But..."

Zagreus got to his feet, then, and held out his hand, summoning Stygius to his side. The red blade shimmered, even in the dim light, and Zagreus smiled proudly. "The other weapons were borrowed. This sword, Stygius, is my own. I imagine it's why I can still summon it, even in this place."