"You said you wanted to mend relations and open the shipping lanes, didn't you? How could we have trusted you so blindly!"
At these words, the old man of the sea's cheeks flushed red, and he twisted his hands around soft sea foam, frantically defending himself.
It has to be said that Nereus, as a perennial good guy, did care about his reputation. Ashamed, he barely fought back, choosing to defend instead. It was quite something to see an ancient deity getting beaten down by a newly risen lesser deity, and even more so as he refused the assistance of other deities.
So, all the remaining pressure descended upon Knossos City.
Considering themselves a superior race of gold humans, the Atlanteans were in no hurry to join the fray themselves. Instead, they sent their subjects and vassals, or the giants and heroes who belonged to the maritime deities, to launch the first round of assault.