Ch 63: Rain (IV)
"Now, gloves off."
I exhaled dark wisps of smoke, the vapor curling and disappearing into the storm as I shut my eyes, forcing calm into my racing heart. The cold rain soaked into my skin, but it was the crackling tension in the air that filled my lungs. Why the hell would I fight Poseidon with the bident? That thing had a mind of its own, and right now, I needed focus, not chaos. I had another way— something far more dangerous, something that even a god of the seas wouldn't expect.
Poseidon's trident whistled through the air, a glimmering, lethal blur. I shifted my weight, barely avoiding it. "Are you ready?" I asked, my voice steady, but inside, a storm raged.
