In the days after Taigi's feast, Kaiden developed a routine he could happily have continued for a very long time.
Breakfast, a dungeon, enough food to alarm the restaurant staff, then another dungeon if the first had left them time and strength to spare.
Japan had plenty to keep them occupied.
He fought beside Calypso through collapsing passages and across chambers littered with broken weapons, his blood constructs catching whatever her axe left alive. When an enemy drove him backward, a golden barrier from Alexandra gave him somewhere to plant his foot and push back.
"Darling, a little help?"
With Calypso's axe lodged in a creature's plated shoulder, Kaiden hooked its weapon aside with his gauntlet. Her next wrench tore through the joint, and the thing's scream ended beneath a crescent of Aria's moonlight.
They came out bloodied, hungry, and very pleased with themselves.
