“A map.” replied Gwen, grabbed on the parchment, unrolled then flattened it on the table, “This place is called Treasure Island. It is also considered as the home of griffins.” added Gwen. He pointed at the middle of the parchment. Heracles followed his finger and saw an island looking like eagle head at the middle of the sea. It’s an alone island that no island surround they scattered far away from it. “And this is our place now.” added Gwen, pointed at the mainland at the coastal areas. “I see.” said Heracles nodding, “But what do you want to do? I really don't understand what you mean.” Heracles raised his voice turning to him. “I plan to come to Treasure Island and I want you to go with me.” “Are you serious? It’s really far, Gwen.” said Heracles, “How can we pass the sea to get on the island.” “Of course, we will not come to there by normal ways.” said Gwen, lowered his voice. He stopped, bent his head down. He lowered his voice again. It’s really low but Heracles still...
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