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... y Zeus himself could summon. The air tasted of copper and ozone, and the mountain trembled under the weight of his fury.
The doors to the Grand Hall flew open with a deafening crack, the marble splintering at the edges as Zeus strode in, each step echoing like a drumbeat of war. Poseidon followed close behind, his trident in hand, sea-spray clinging to his bronze armor. Neither spoke at first, but the silence carried more threat than any roar.
Hera stood at the far end of the cha ...
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