The moored barge rocks once against the black shore as the group advances toward the iron gates. Cold mist clings low to the Styx bank, and a sour thread of decay rides the air.
Hades stops at the threshold, one hand lifting for silence. His gaze fixes on Demetrios, grim and unblinking. Cerberus pads beside him, all three heads tense and watchful.
Hades
Tell me where Sisyphus hides the rite. The exact place.
Demetrios
I saw wagons turn east from Corinth, lord. Past the old cistern, under the broken hill. There is a cut in the stone, sealed with black wax... and a smell like graves.
At the words, the gate stones give a faint, sickly pulse. The air deepens with ozone and rot, as if something below the world has already begun to answer.
Thanatos
That place is close enough to touch the roots of the Underworld.
Hades turns, resolve hardening over his face. This is the road to Sisyphus's hidden work, and the hunt finally has a direction.
✓ Quest Accepted
Secure the location of Sisyphus's ritual site