"Rather I say previous high-tier goddess?" he observed at the loss of power, the manifestation of her strength fell upon charred earth – a temperate breeze passed the duo. She knelt and held a bleak frown – a recognized look of rejection, "-Athena?" he called, no response. The goddess built her frown into a scowl and threw the vengeful leer to the heavens, her jaws clenched, veins at her neck as well as fists strained.
"Athena?" a shuffled brought her dejected look at arm's reach, "-look here," he grabbed her chin and pulled the sky-bound leer to his face, "-look at me," he narrowed, "-will staring the heavens bring change? How about self-pity, has it ever helped anyone?" the rhetorical questions took jabs, she blinked uncaringly, "-such a sad display isn't worth thy time…"
"-Should have left me to die," she held his wrist and pulled, "-I don't have anything to live towards."
