Ky looked around them quickly. They were in the middle of nowhere. Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd be eaten by wolves or bleed to death. He must have had a cell phone on him and she assumed he'd just call for help, but...
She was suddenly indecisive. She put the gun back in her pocket and looked coldly at Poseidon. "You're not my father," Kymopoleia told him. "Don't ever speak to me again."