"Megalos leads us to a new world, and that world is reached through a gateway of understanding. The transition is hard. We have been trained against it by the Cartesian method that underpins modernity. We see as shadows all that is real, and as gold all that is dross. We must work to change what we understand. Only willingly can we enter the new Greece, by study and by deep commitment. But you, Constantine: you are ineluctable. You are infused with a god, as if our world has already arrived. Your mind is modern—and yet in you is the ancient, hale and vibrant and consuming. You are the Orpheus, gone into the underworld and retrieved not Eurydice but Persephone, or her dam. And yet, she waits. She has brought chaos to the world and our cause is advanced, but she remains with you. Perhaps she is content. Perhaps she is trapped. Perhaps you hold her back. You are a puzzle box, and you contain that which Nikolaos Megalos greatly desires. In that, he is a danger to you. You are not holy, so perhaps any man would do and you might cede the god to him. Or he might take it by force, rip it from you in the Chamber. That seems more appropriate. The pathways of old Greece were drenched in blood, after all."