"Stop, which deity are you from, and why are you attacking my friend?"
With the clear yet somewhat immature voice ringing out, an invisible fluctuation swept across the field. Instantly, the silver serpents in the sky seemed somewhat languid and listless.
Zeus's spirit tensed. He looked intently, and there was a red-haired girl around fifteen or sixteen years old.
In her presence, Zeus did not feel intense fluctuations of divine power, but seeing how she could easily stop his attack and weaken the power of his thunder through some means, it was clear that she was no simple being.
However, Zeus had no intention of giving up. Who knew what secrets his identity held, or whether it would lead to big trouble.
"Who are you, and why do you interfere with my affair with this goddess?"
On guard, Zeus surreptitiously gathered strength. If he could not defeat the opponent head-on, a sneak attack might still be a good option.
