Shhhh—THWACK!

“GAAAARGHHH!!!”

The Bident struck true, piercing straight into Zeus’s groin.
Golden ichor burst forth, splattering the marble floors of the grand council chamber and flooding the air with the scent of divinity.
The King of the Gods screamed, his voice shaking Olympus itself—columns trembled, winds howled, and chaos descended.

And in that moment, the gods of the Underworld stormed through the rainbow passage and into Olympus.

“Thanatos, Hypnos, Moros, and Keres—Damn it!”
“Wait—Prometheus and Epimetheus are here too? Could it be—!”
“Curse it! The Underworld is attacking!”
“Stand aside, children!”
“Artemis—let’s settle this later—”
“Lord of the Underworld! What madness is this?!”