Gigantomachia - Part 3

I cut down Gigantes as I raced across the plains of Phlegra. It had been ages since I unleashed this level of power.

Not since the war against the Titans or the battle with Typhon had I felt this omnipotent surge coursing through me. The energy of the Underworld wrapped around me like a familiar cloak. To others, it was a terrifying force; to me, it was second nature.

Boom!

“Aaaagh!”

“Damn it, stop the god of the Underworld!”

“Where is King Eurymedon?!”

I wasn’t like Ares, who found joy in war, but I couldn’t deny …