"Did you see that, brother?" Artemis asked, her voice tinged with disbelief, her mind still reeling from what had just transpired. Her eyes, usually calm and unshakable, now reflected the shock that coursed through her.
"I saw it clearly," Apollo replied, his tone measured, but even he couldn't hide the flicker of awe in his voice. His gaze remained fixed on the empty space where Nathan had stood mere moments ago, a spectacle of overwhelming might that defied even their divine senses.
In contrast to her siblings, Aphrodite remained silent, though a faint, knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She might not have voiced her thoughts, but inwardly, her heart brimmed with joy, amusement even. How she longed to witness the expressions on Hera's and Athena's faces right now. The gods of wisdom and power, so accustomed to control and superiority, must have been seething in frustration as they watched Nathan's overwhelming display—one they never saw coming.
