"KILL THEM ALL!!"
The Greek soldiers, already inflamed with anger, charged forward with renewed ferocity, their weapons raised and their cries echoing their leader's command.
The fragile peace shattered in an instant, replaced by the deafening roar of war.
Nathan stood frozen, his fists clenched as the chaos unfolded before him. His heart sank, knowing the bloodshed that was to come. Athena's gaze flickered toward him briefly, her expression unreadable, before she vanished into the ether.
Above it all, Hera smirked in satisfaction. The war would continue, and Troy's fate was sealed.
"The war won't stop until Troy is reduced to ashes," Hera declared, her voice cutting through the heavens like a blade. Her words were loud enough for the gods protecting Troy to hear—and pointedly aimed at the mortal who dared see her.
