Phastos was the Eternals' scientist. Gilgamesh explained that many inventions that had driven technological progress had come from him.
John rubbed his chin and asked, "You mean he guided the entire world's development?"
He silently studied the other man's skin, which blended into the darkness. A question occurred to him, but he thought it would be rude and decided not to ask.
"We'll need the laboratory aboard the Domo to have any chance of completing this."
As Phastos spoke, he noticed John. "Sorry, who's this?"
"This is the ruler of the Wizarding Kingdom, the Wizard King," Gilgamesh introduced him. "He's willing to help us deal with the Celestial."
"A wizard?" Phastos frowned.
"Like Merlin," Thena said. "That old man who followed King Arthur around."
She told John, "He doesn't like wizards much. Merlin once made a fool of him."
"Hey, that was an exchange of skills." Phastos struggled to keep his composure after having his past exposed. He hurriedly changed the subject. "Does anyone remember where the Domo is?"
Of course the Eternals knew.
It was where they had first arrived.
Iraq.
The former Mesopotamian Plain, the burial ground of Ancient Babylon.
When the Eternals arrived, several archaeologists were brushing away the soil little by little with brushes smaller than toothbrushes.
It was work that required perseverance.
Of course, that didn't rule out their earning handsome salaries from it.
Several years had passed between discovery and excavation, yet only a few fragments beneath the surface had been exposed.
Druig took control of their minds and made them leave.
Phastos summoned the Domo, the spaceship they had ridden to this world. It carried a great deal of Celestial technology.
John watched the spaceship gradually emerge. The patterns on it were familiar.
He had seen similar designs in Titan's technology.
His