The stillness of the forest was broken by the rustling of leaves as a figure descended from the heavens, her form glowing faintly in the fading twilight. Nikolas stood rooted to the spot, his fists clenched and his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Beside him, Aphrodite stood, her expression was one of apprehension. She knew what was coming.
The goddess who approached was Themis, the arbiter of divine law and order. Her golden scales of justice dangled from her hand, gleaming ominously. She walked with purpose, her gaze fixed on Aphrodite and Nikolas.
"Themis," Aphrodite whispered, her voice trembling. "Why have you come?"
The goddess stopped a few paces away, her expression cold and unyielding. "You know why, Aphrodite," she said. "You have broken the sacred laws, and your actions cannot go unanswered."
