"I hope everything goes as you say, Aphrodite, and remember to prepare your Divine Descending avatar."
"I will prepare mine as well. This time, we must succeed, failure is not an option."
"I also hope that what you've prepared is truly as useful as you say. As for my affairs, you needn't concern yourself."
Speaking indifferently, Aphrodite touched her belt.
"It will be useful, there is no other possibility."
"A clean hit—Athena will have no chance to interfere, that place is not her domain after all. Once we succeed, we'll have the kingdoms of the mortal realm form an alliance."
"Athens has their magic and alchemy," Hera sneered as she gripped the armrests of her golden throne, "but they are no match for the gods!"
"Metis, Prometheus, Athena... These gods that deem themselves wise are always so arrogant, but history will teach them a lesson."
"Ah, yes, a lesson."
