Jayr jerked in surprised, squeaking quietly, as Adonis squeezed his buttocks.<br/>A smile curved on his lips as he agreed to go. Jayr nodded, leading the way out of the house. He hoped that Adonis was right, he didn't want his fears to be true, but something in his stomach was telling him that something was wrong. The town, where he had grown up in, generally was bustling with life however today it was quiet and only small birds occupied the path. Peering through the window of the blacksmith, he was dumbfounded to see it was empty, the blacksmith was always busy mending farming tools.<br/>"Something is definitely going on," pointing at the empty room.<br/><br/>In the distance, Jayr could a mass chant. He held Adonis' hand tight and proceeded through the town, the noise grew as they came closer to the temple; the temple of Hera. He halted and turned to face the god. "Now do you believe me?" he asked, having never seen such a mass congregation before.