Helios catched a arrow mid-air. Artemis had finally defeated the giant.
As I lay on the ground, my body aching and broken, I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching. I looked up and saw Artemis standing there, her bow drawn and ready.
"Stay down," she said firmly, her voice filled with determination. "I won't let him finish you off."
She released the arrow with precision, and it soared through the air, finding its mark. It struck Helios in the shoulder, causing him to stagger back in surprise.
I pushed myself up, my body protesting with every movement. The pain was excruciating, but I couldn't let it stop me. With Artemis by my side, we had a chance to defeat Helios once and for all.
As we faced off against him, I could feel the tension in the air. The battle had shifted, and now it was a 2v1 fight. I gripped my sword tightly, my muscles tense and ready for action.
Helios stood before us, a sinister grin playing on his lips. Suddenly, an eerie silence descended upon the battlefield, as if time itself held its breath. Then, with a burst of intense energy, Helios concentrated his power.
I watched in disbelief as his form began to shift and transform. His muscles bulged, his body elongated, and his eyes glowed with an otherworldly light. Helios had become something stronger, something more dangerous than before.
Artemis and I exchanged a glance, determination burning in our eyes. We had to find a way to defeat this enhanced version of Helios. With renewed focus, we charged at him, swords raised high.
The clash of metal resounded through the air as our blades collided with Helios' newfound strength. His strikes were lightning-fast, his movements fluid and precise. We dodged and parried, but it was clear that he held the upper hand.
Helios moved with an uncanny grace, his body contorting and twisting like a serpent. His attacks came from unexpected angles, testing our reflexes and pushing us to our limits. We fought with all our might, but he seemed unstoppable.
Our swords clashed and sparked, each strike echoing with the weight of our determination. But Helios effortlessly deflected our blows, his movements a blur of speed. His power was overwhelming, and we were at a disadvantage.
Drenched in sweat, our muscles aching, we strained to keep up with Helios' onslaught. His attacks were relentless, each strike carrying the force of a raging storm. We could feel the heat radiating from his transformed body, intensifying the already tense atmosphere.
Artemis and I exchanged quick glances, silently communicating our next move. We needed a strategy, a way to break through Helios' defenses. With renewed focus, we adjusted our tactics.
Artemis unleashed a flurry of arrows, each one aimed with precision and deadly accuracy. They flew towards Helios, seeking weak spots in his new form. But he effortlessly swatted them away, his body seemingly impervious to harm.
I seized the moment and lunged forward, my sword slicing through the air. Helios twisted his body with a serpentine grace, evading my attack with ease. In retaliation, he landed a devastating blow against my side, sending me sprawling to the ground.
Pain shot through my body, but I refused to give in. With sheer willpower, I pushed myself up and rejoined the battle. Artemis fought valiantly beside me, her arrows still raining down upon Helios. But it seemed that nothing could halt his relentless assault.
Helios moved with an almost supernatural speed, his movements fluid and unpredictable. We dodged and weaved, desperately trying to evade his strikes. But his power was overwhelming, and with every passing moment, he gained more control over the battle.
Our swords clashed again and again, the sound of steel reverberating through the air. But it was becoming clear that we were outmatched. Helios' strength surpassed anything we had ever encountered, and it felt as if our efforts were in vain.
Despite our best efforts, Helios pressed his advantage, driving us back with each strike. Our bodies ached, exhaustion creeping into every muscle. It seemed as if defeat was inevitable.
But in the midst of the chaos, a flicker of determination ignited within me. I remembered the voice of my father, urging me to tap into my own power.
As I clashed swords with Helios, a sinking feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. Despite our valiant efforts, it was clear that the odds were stacked against us. Helios had become an unstoppable force, and the realization of our impending defeat washed over me like a tidal wave.
I could feel the fatigue seeping into my bones, my muscles protesting with each movement. The wounds inflicted by Helios throbbed, a constant reminder of his overwhelming power. It seemed as if every strike he landed pushed us further into the abyss of hopelessness.
I glanced at Artemis, her face etched with determination despite the weariness etched upon it. We exchanged a silent understanding, a shared resolve not to give up. But deep down, I knew we needed something more, something extraordinary to turn the tides in our favor.
With a desperate plea echoing in my mind, I reached out to my father, Atlas, for help. "Father," I whispered under my breath, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and desperation. "I need your strength. Lend me your power, so I can stand against this unstoppable force."
In that moment, a faint but comforting presence enveloped me. The voice of my father echoed in my mind, his words soothing yet filled with determination. "My son," he spoke, his voice resonating with a profound strength. "You have come so far, endured so much. Hold on a little longer, and the power you seek shall be transported to you."
With renewed hope surging through my veins, I tightened my grip on my sword and braced myself for the onslaught that awaited. Helios, sensing a shift in the battle, sneered at me. "Do you really think you stand a chance, little mortal?" he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You are but a speck in the face of my power."
But I refused to let his words diminish my determination. Artemis and I fought side by side, our movements synchronized in a desperate dance of survival. We blocked, parried, and dodged as Helios unleashed a relentless barrage of strikes upon us.
His attacks were faster, deadlier than before. With each blow, the impact reverberated through our bodies, pushing us closer to the edge of exhaustion. Yet, we held on, fueled by an unyielding spirit and the belief that victory was still within our reach.
In a sudden burst of speed, Helios launched himself at us, his strikes becoming a blur. He targeted Artemis first, his strikes landing with ruthless precision. She fought valiantly, but the force of his blows sent her crashing to the ground, her body battered and bruised.
I felt a surge of fury and desperation as I witnessed Artemis being struck down. It ignited a fire within me, pushing me to fight with every ounce of strength I had left. But no matter how hard I fought, how fiercely I defended, Helios was one step ahead, exploiting every weakness.
Then, it happened. Helios' movements quickened, becoming almost too fast for the eye to follow. His strikes were swift and merciless, each blow finding its mark. I struggled to keep up, my body barely able to withstand the onslaught.
And then, in an instant, a searing pain tore through my being. Helios landed a critical hit, striking me with a force that sent me hurtling backward. I crashed into the stone walls with bone-shattering impact, my vision fading into darkness as consciousness slipped away.
As I lay unconscious, the last thing I heard was Helios' chilling laughter. "Now, it's just the two of us," he hissed, a malevolent glee coloring his voice. Artemis stood alone, a beacon of defiance against the overwhelming darkness.
And with that, my world fell into silence, leaving Artemis to face the wrath of Helios alone.