Half an hour later, a golden arrow shot out from Sicily, rising into the sky, where it exploded with a sharp whistling sound.
And the moment they saw the signal, Apollo, Athena, Hestia, and others in the distant sea, along with the huntress nymphs nearby, all changed color.
Something happened!
Almost at the same time, the chief gods and lesser deities turned into streaks of light, piercing through the night, and hurried to the scene of the incident.
As soon as everyone arrived, a pungent smell of blood assaulted their nostrils, and the surrounding vegetation was crushed into disarray.
Artemis was kneeling in the center of a huge pit, her complexion pale.
"What's happened?"
Athena's heart sank, as she was the first to ask.
Artemis turned her head, a trace of blood splashed beside her beautiful face, and upon seeing the others who had arrived, she finally came to her senses, speaking with an evident shudder in her voice.