Kratos’s eyes narrowed. The voice was small, distant, and utterly without fear. He looked back at the slab in his hands. The tiny Kratos had stopped moving. A translucent menu appeared over the miniature world: .
A slow, terrible calm settled over the Ghost of Sparta. He picked up the phone. He stared directly into its tiny front-facing camera—directly into the eye of the user. God Of War 3 Android Ppsspp
He poked it. The world shuddered.
He looked down. His hands, still scarred and wrapped in the chains of the Blades of Exile, were holding a strange, flat black slab. A rectangle of polished obsidian. Within it, a tiny, flickering Kratos was running across a miniature version of the Floods of Poseidon. Kratos’s eyes narrowed
