Surprisingly, Ladon found that he could raise his voice again, but before he could say anything else, perhaps because the [God]—the girl in the white hoodie—had allowed it, James was the first one to speak out. Immediately, he tried to reason with her. "Wa-Wait! I don't understand! Why do you want to kill us?! What did we even do to make you hate us this much?!"
The goddess stopped walking and turned to face James, her expression a mix of confusion and annoyance. "What?"
James took a deep breath, his voice trembling but determined. "It's unjust for you to be bullying [Demi-Gods] like us! We haven't done anything to you! We don't deserve this!"
The goddess's eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms over her chest. "Unjust? Bullying? You really don't get it, do you?"
Ladon watched the exchange, his mind racing. He knew that arguing with a [God] was futile, but he couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope as James continued.
