"For once… I am going to have some fun."
"...Fun?"
The sound of Van's breaths whispered through the air; the small hints of laughter that tried to escape from his mouth felt like a sort of drum to the fire giants that were surrounding them. They clearly outnumbered him; as the only companion he had left was the golden-haired man… but for some reason, their hearts were beating erratically, almost moving to the sound of Van's laugh.
However, the fire giants may have a sort of unexplainable fear, but for Dionysus, he knew full well what Van was capable of. Even though he was still far off from having truly defeated Athena the last time they met, and only won through a weird, almost nonsensical way.
But still, even though it had been thousands of years for him, for Van, it should have not even been a year. The only reason why he wasn't panicking too much was that Van's strength should not have gotten far from how it was when he last saw him.