"Please wait, your highness,"
The gargantuan hammer made of complete, hot, and ready lightning stopped just before it slammed onto me.
Not only would it have erased my body from existence, but it looked as if my soul would've been crushed to tiny pieces.
My reason for this would probably have to be the strange feeling that was like a hand's grasp, fixated around a circular part of my body, right in the center of my chest.
It felt as if it was being tugged upwards towards the massive hammer made of lightning that crackled and popped with thunder.
"You dare interfere…." Zeus' voice rumbled as he pulled back the hammer and sat back on his throne of lightning clouds.
Each move that he made, a strike of lightning mixed with the crack of thunder, followed as if to match his unsettling and creepy anger.
