As Ghaleon got outside, He stopped a few feet from the door, His Eyes catching the Three Gods standing before him. He sighed as his suspicions were realized and narrowed his eyes, readying himself for yet another task forced upon him. As the Metal Clad God spoke out toward him, jesting at not only his character but to the Goddess that chose him. His Green Eyes shot a glare toward the Red God, malice cascading over his features as the Woman he left in the room came out to speak before he had the chance. He turned his head to watch her proud display and tossed up a brow in distaste for her tone. "Oh yeah, Demanding, Cause that always makes Gods do what YOU wish..."<br/><br/>He said in a mocking tone as he turned back to the Three Gods who brought him here, He lowered his head to them in respect. While it was Genuine, still he detested being a pawn in the dealings of Gods, and to his eyes, One of those Gods seemed to be just as upset with it as he was. He did however make a Mental Note to defy the Metal One should he get the Chance. Arrogance could only be tolerated for so long. He wanted to speak out again, but once again his thoughts were pushed out of his mind to another joining this increasingly growing misfit gathering. Ghaleon felt the shift in the air, seconds before he could react and was violently shoved to the side by what looked like a walking circus act. "Watch it, Clown..."<br/><br/>He said it softly, trying to hold back his annoyance as he looked back toward the Gods before him. "While I'm used to this whole, "Let's have a gathering because I'm bored." Thing, I would really appreciate it if My sword was returned to me. I tend to ignore the words of Thieves... Even if the Theif is a God..." He said Plainly, moving himself away from the door behind him, as to avoid any other person that might have been to run into him. The Last one pushed his hidden Wings in, Causing them to dig into his back. With that thought, he quickly examined his chest to make sure the belts were still in place. When he saw that they were, he tightened one of them, before looking back toward the Gods. He kept each of them in his view, but his eyes lingered on The one Called Veleda, Seeing the inner turmoil resting behind those eyes.<br/><br/>If she was the one who called for him, It wasn't because she wished for it. That fact alone granted her an amount of favor that the other two would not come to gather from this Proud warrior.