The Phthian Windrider
While Achilles roared his revenge against Zeus, Appolo, Aphrodite, and the Fates, Adam cursed Zeus' shameless counter.
"What a mighty god you are! Sending Heracles now?" He flicked a middle finger towards the sky. "Guess what? He won't stop us either! And once we defeat him, you'll have no one else to send!" He smirked vindictively. "How do you feel up your mountain? Are you angry that a mortal disrespects your grandeur? Are you enraged? Good, because after Baal, you're the next on the list!"
Huffing, he kicked the desolate ground and muttered a few more threats before he exhaled deeply to calm his raging heart.
After a minute, he walked to Karna, smiled, and raised his thumb.
"You surpassed my expectations. I didn't know you possessed such terrific weapons." A shiver ran down his spine as he remembered the nuke. "But please, be careful with the last one."
Karna nodded, a humble smile playing on his lips.