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The sight of Max coming back to them, alive and well, was more than slightly relieving for Sage.. Almost unnervingly so for the young boy. However, at the moment, he had neither the time, will, or energy to think on little things like that. He dug into his bag as the others talked about some shop, or something like that, where they’d get something to eat. He grabbed a square of ambrosia from a zip-lock bag and stuffed it in his mouth, almost inhaling the god-food. Almost immediately, he felt energy creep back into his limbs, and his skin started to lose its paleness. With the new energy running through him, Sage pushed himself off of the ground, only then noticing that he still had the Fury’s whip clutched tightly in his left hand. He stared at it for a few moments before squeezing the handle tightly, willing it to do.. Well, anything. The length of the whip sparked with red flames for a brief second, in response to his command, but quickly went back to its lifeless state. With a smirk, Sage tapped the new weapon twice with his index finger, his mind pushing its will against the weapon. The whip shrank and shifted slowly, changing its form in accordance to his wishes, until it became a twelve inch long section of byzantine chain, with two clips on the ends. Sage attached the chain to his belt before following after Lucas, having to almost chase after the boy, who was obviously eager to get to whatever the place was.
It didn’t take them long to get to the road, though it required them to push through several wooded areas. When they made it out of the last bit of forestry, Sage stopped to properly examine the area. From what he could see, it was a regular, country-ish road that had apparently become a bit devoid of life after the nearby highway had been built. Down the road, on either side, there were two buildings. One was an abandoned gas station with a large billboard out front advertising some movie from the nineties. The other building was a bit… Peculiar. It was one of those curio shops that people set up along the sides of major roads, like those ones that sold flamingos, wooden Indians, or those weird statues. This one, apparently, had decided to go with all three. Though, there were a lot more of the latter. As they made their way down the road, and up to the main building, which was really nothing more than a long, low warehouse, Sage couldn’t help but notice the various, odd statues that littered the front. Odd creatures, the usual gnomes, couples, children… All of them had weird expressions on their faces, like they were preparing for a picture, or like they were surprised or frightened. A sudden flashing of light caught his attention as they neared the door, and he couldn’t help but look up at the flashing, neon sign over the door. “ATNYU MES GDERAN GOMEN MEPROUIM?” He said, unable to properly read the sign due to the dyslexia he suffered as a half-blood.