Jack stirred the pot slowly, the purple slug with dozens of arms giving off a delicious aroma as it cooked, slowly turning it over the fire, flicking the gem up and down in his hand.

"I've fought the gods before, Jack. It doesn't end well."

Jack nodded.

"I know. I too have fought the servants of the gods, elementals of the goddess of water, minions of set. These ones were not there in the future, I am sorry I was unable to warn you. They were resistant to my blade and very skilled at combat- better than me."

Robin Hood smiled.

"We've all heard your tales, so that's a hard tale to believe. But I believe you. So, this time, the second time, you said he disguised himself again- did he get lucky?"

"Huh?" said Jack, looking confused.

"You told me about the first time Aku tried to sleep with you. Ikra wasn't it? Did he get lucky the second time?"

Jack blushed and flushed, and spoke quickly. "No, you misunderstand. We just slept together on the plains- I mean, it was just sleep. The second one wasn't even my type, thick and short!"

Hood laughed, slapping his knee. "You don't like them extra thick? I tease I-"

Jack heard something, very faintly, from behind him. He stepped forward, drew his blade, and blocked it. A stream of water pushed him back. He stepped onto a root and leapt up high, away from the blast.

He glanced quickly at Robin Hood. He'd drawn his bow and had already sent half a dozen arrows out, peppering the tree. He glanced around to find an enemy.

There. A muscular fish like man with blue skin that was slimey and wet, gills that vibrated intensely holding some sort of gun like trident weapon which sprayed intense blasts of water. Another was coming after Robin. He stepped off a tree and launched himself at the fish man.

Inhumanly fast it dodged aside, moving around his blade, it's motion like water around an annoying rock in a river. It jabbed the trident at him. He barely blocked and it skillfully twisted it, sending his sword flying away. It pointed the trident at him and he focused on it, tracked it, let himself flow with the water as well. He stepped to the side…

And the stream of water slammed into the other one, just as a stream of water slammed into his fish monster. Robin Hood had had the same idea it seemed, use their own weapons against them. These were surely the minions of Poseidon from the watery cabin before.

He ran after the knocked down creature, it's body twisted around a rock, slammed back by the brutal forces of their tridents of water. "Why do you pursue me!" He asked. "I seek no evil, only to save my love. The gods value love, do they not?"

The creature gave a sick, pained laugh.

"We will not let you free Cronus from his prison. He was imprisoned for good reason. You may have defeated me, may even be able to slay me with your magic sword, but others will come. Your days are numbered Titanlover. The servants of the water god are myriad."

Jack let his head hang low. "I have no love for the titans. I am on a quest to recover the fragment's of Cronus' artifacts so I may summon him to restore Ashi, my time destroyed lover, to life. He is a master of time and space and one of the only beings who can recover her, lost as she is. I swear to you, I have no desire to truly let him free, and know how to restore him. You are injured."

He reached down to his white robe and tore it, getting a strip.

"Seek to suffocate me do you?" said the fish man said, holding his head eye. "Do your worst."

Jack kneeled down and inspected the wound. A branch had sliced the fish man's side badly when he'd been blasted back. A purple oil like substance was leaking from the side. Not spurting, so not an arterial wound. He pulled out some wine and put it on the injury, cleaning it of infection, then wrapped the bandage around the man's side to stop the bleeding.

"What… why?" said the Fish man, looking confused.

"I am not your enemy. I am the enemy of those who hurt the innocent. I will save my love, but not through evil. Recover, and do not pursue me, servant of the gods."

The fish man looked a little sad. "I have to. Thank you, though."