Orion vs The Goddess of Lust (2)
The golden blood flows gracefully down his face, tracing the contours of the god marks, and drips onto the ground below. Wherever it touches, the ground seems to absorb the celestial essence, and a faint, ephemeral glow lingers in its wake.
At that moment, a smile echoed from the heavens. Deep in the room containing the thrones of the twelve Olympians was a man soaked in blood staring at his own son who had finally realized his full potential.
And well, it wasn't just him as the remaining twelve Olympians stared down in horror as the one thing they needed to take out had grown to a level that could now take a step in their direction.
However, the Goddess of Lust reacted in kind.
"... Malificent Desire]."