Zeus was getting thrashed as he had never been before. Well, actually it was his second time in all the lives he had spent when he was being toyed with like this. Although the gods had their hands filled with taking care of the undead and Loki's illusions, none of them could keep their eyes away from the part where Arnold was literally manhandling the former king of Olympus.
Zeus was getting more and more desperate as seconds turned into minutes as Arnold kept beating the living crap out of him. No matter what he tried, he could not put a dent on Arnold's armour, let alone harm him.
"Why is this happening!?" Zeus roared in rage as bolts of lightning kept colliding with Arnold's armour, only to get absorbed by it, "That bastard Thor was able to put you in a desperate situation, yet why can't I do the same!?"
