As they stepped away, Tyr wondered for just a moment what name she was going by now. He had met her as Bellona, but over time learned her name was actually Enyo. Not that what she called herself really mattered, all the names meant the same thing. Even in his own native language they had several words that translated just as easily to "psychotic bitch".
He couldn't help but notice how calm she was, and knew what she said was true. Enyo likely didn't fear anything, not even death. He should have finished her off when he had the chance, all those many years ago. A second's hesitation, and she had gotten away. Now she was the permanent thorn in his side. Somehow, she always managed to find a way to get his way, time after time. And apparently this was no different.
Present?
"Are you saying you helped build this...camp?" Tyr had trouble imagining that a goddess, even one as crazy as this one was, would do such a thing. Then again, he wouldn't have thought the mortals capable of such horrors, so it kind of stood to reason. Humans had pulled some pretty horrific stunts over the years, but this was a whole new level of terror.