However, just as the God of West Wind was hurrying on his way, he unexpectedly collided with Poseidon, who had also risen from the sea due to the tumultuous ocean.
"Zephyrus! What are you doing here?"
"What is Zeus doing, and who is that thing he's fighting with?"
The resonant voice traveled, with Poseidon's blue hair fluttering. He held his trident in his hand, rising slowly from the water.
Even from a distance, Typhon's body was too massive. Standing erect, its head could touch the edge of the sky; stretching out an arm, it sent the Moon fleeing in panic.
So even if it had just appeared in this world, not only the deities on Mount Olympus but also those in the sea had taken note of Typhon's existence. And soon, they also saw Zeus engaged in battle with it.
"That is a son of Mother Earth, Your Majesty. It seems unruly, and the Divine King is attempting to subdue it," Zephyrus explained calmly.
