"Zeus, you XX##XX!"
But before the voice could settle, ethereals swarmed like locusts, venting their rage at being imprisoned in form and stripped of divine authority upon the Chief God of Olympus.
At the moment of crisis, Poseidon made a bold decision, frantically wielding the Trident while summoning the authority of the sea to protect himself. Gritting his teeth, he withstood the onslaught of the ethereals and surged towards the thunderclouds in the sky.
You won't let me off easily, will you? Then let's all perish together! If I am to die, so shall everyone else!
Under Poseidon's lead, the ethereals quickly found their true target, hiding in plain sight. With intense hatred in their hearts, they launched a brutal assault on Zeus, the three Hundred-Handed Giants under his command, and Ares, who had gotten embroiled in the mix.
Of course, as a member of the Olympus Pantheon, Poseidon himself was also one of the targets of the ethereal attack.