Zagreus went to do battle with the minions of his father, dashing back and forth between their ranks as he wreaked a ghastly carnage. Or at least, it would have been carnage had his foes any blood or organs left. As it was, the defeated shades just quietly vanished into nothing.

In between blows, Zagreus kept talking.

"Anyways what-" dodge riposte stab "-were you saying about alchemy? I'll admit it's not a field I've studied extensively. Or at-" parry shield bash "-all, if we're being honest, but it sounded interesting."