Cupid shimmered into his chamber. Iolaus: Where is Nemesis!? He screamed.

"Went to toy with that mortal Joxer."

His favorite hero spun him around.

"Let me get this straight..., I've asked a dozen times for you two to deliver the head of Apollo and yet, you flake out like I didn't ask!?"

Nemesis just came in. "Don't blow a gasket brother... We'll get the job done... And his head will be on my shrine."

Apollo set up the wood while Joxer dug into their supply bag.

"Okay fish or Vegetarian...?"

"Jox," he laughed good naturally.

"When we reach Canan by nightfall, I want you to light the tents on fire."

"My brother will get my message."