"So... what exactly happened?"
"Just as the gods thought, you were swallowed by Zeus, and then I came to be... But now, are you still there?"
Whispering softly, Athena didn't expect an answer, for her godhood told her it was impossible.
There was no other Hydrology deity in the world anymore; she was the sole master of that authority.
"About that... I'm afraid no one can conclude. In fact, I'm also curious about Metis's whereabouts."
"Who!"
In an instant, her normally gentle eyes sharpened, and Athena abruptly turned around. Although her beauty, as "bright-eyed maiden," "protector of the city, among goddesses she shines," is often recorded in mythology, no one could disregard that her strength was just as renowned as her beauty.
Without a sound, the spear of Victory fell into her hands, and Athena scanned the area warily, but nothing met her gaze.
