"Charge you bastards, get out there and fight!" cried out The Raven, screaming his head off at his men. His men were frozen, they didn't know who to fear more, The Raven, or the Olympians?

However in the end they realized that they were no match for these beings. They were being slaughtered, and their guns had literally no effect on the Olympians.

"Darn it, do I have to do everything mysel..." The Raven however was interuppted by a certain hedgehog knocking him down. He then planted his foot on The Raven.

"I believe we've won," said Darthon.