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Ishmael continued to pace, uninterrupted by their arrival.

Milo decided to speak up. "Ishmael--"

The god whirled to face him and the briars followed suit, moving towards the hybrid at dizzying speeds. They stopped just short of striking him, but he still eyed them nervously. Huck growled in warning and a few vines of his own sprouted from the ground, weakly entangling the thorns.

"You've done enough." Ishmael seethed.