@firelaurels requested something small from ASTERIUS!
Asterius was aware that Zagreus was now loose in Elysium. By now, he had come to expect that the prince would make it to his private training room eventually, but his axe needed sharpening. It had best be done before the god made it. With how many times they had fought, Asterius thought that in the worst case scenario, Zagreus would wait for him to finish. If not a blunt axe bludgeoning, it would be. Perhaps that would be a useful skill to polish anyway.
Just as he finished with his sharpening, he heard the door open. Chucking away the stone, Asterius rose and kicked the stool he had been using away. His weapon was sharp enough to fight with. The former-prince looked forward to these fights, finding them increasingly challenging and so better for his own improvement.
He is about to utter a phrase of confidence to begin their fight when the put up their hands and ask for a moment. Asterius pauses, unsure to give into this. Usually he did not, but the prince arrived quicker than before. His training room was much further from the arena this time meaning he would still have time to travel to the arena and clear his head before their true fight began.
“What do you want, short one? Make this quick.”
