As Damian battled the three-headed guardian dog of the Underworld, decisions that would kickstart sweeping changes in Olympus were being made.
In a familiar grandiose castle's throne room, Deimos, a son of Ares, and one of the most powerful War Overlords of the War God, stood, voicing out his opinion.
"Father." he started. "Facing the king's forces can be quite catastrophic. Unlike us, he has the support of nearly all Olympian Gods. Unlike us, he could even release and coerce the Titans into doing his bidding. Unlike us–"
"Yes, yes, yes. This is all true." Phobos, another son of Ares, stood, brutally interrupting Deimos before continuing.
"But you seem to be forgetting something. We are the Theoi Polemikoi, the Gods of War presiding over nothing but warfare. Tell me, have you ever seen a more powerful pantheon in all of Olympus?"
