In the blink of an eye, a surreal twist in the fabric of reality unfolded. Corpses, wielding blood-red spears, materialized out of nowhere, thrusting their weapons into Zeus's body as if summoned by some arcane force. The attack was swift and unexpected, catching Zeus off guard, his divine senses unable to perceive the stealthy arrival of the assailants.
The corpses emerged without a sound, without a visual cue to warn Zeus of the impending danger. It was as if the very nature of reality had bent to Orion's will, conjuring these phantom warriors to strike at the King of the Gods. Their blood-red spears pierced through Zeus's form, eliciting a grimace of pain from the once unyielding deity.