A trumpet's soft, melodic sound echoed through the air, signaling that the battle had just begun. Zeus and Zagreus marched towards Olympus, their weapons held high, a strong sense of determination radiating from them both. As they entered the gates, a horde of demons and monsters surged toward them, summoned by Cronus to protect his domain. The clash of weapons filled the air as the gods and goddesses fought for control of Olympus.
Zeus and Zagreus stood shoulder to shoulder, their swords shining in the flashes of lightning. The imposing screeching of harpies echoed off the distant walls when they appeared from the clouds above. Zeus moved with an agile grace, his sword a blur of steel, striking down the nearest harpy almost before it had time to react. Another fell at Zagreus' feet, blood spilling onto the rocky terrain.
