Crete Island, before the coastal fortress.
The sudden change made King Minos the focus of the battlefield; with one hand he tore off the cumbersome, tattered robe from his body, revealing his upper body's muscles, as solid as forged steel, with the other hand he lifted the golden scepter that symbolized the divine right of the Cretan crown, pointing towards the dark sea swarming with the Sea Beasts, and he laughed heartily.
"Talos, my sword, my shield! Now that you've awakened, assist me in sweeping away the foreign enemies!"
"—As you command, my king!"
The stern response came from behind the coastal fortress, rumbling through the surroundings like rolling thunder.
On the horizon, the towering bronze giant, as colossal as a mountain, overlooked the invading tide of Sea Beasts, slowly spreading his arms. On his bronzed shell, thousands of light patterns sparkled to life one after another and resonated with each other.
Humming sounds filled the air!