Ch. 181: The End Of The War
The sky cracked open with thunder as bolts of gold light crackles around Zeus. I turned my eyes away and paid no attention to it, I approached Poseidon who knelt on the floor clutching to his severed arm, he dared not look up. His pride was shattered, the humiliation of having his grand plan torn apart clearly paralyzing him.
His severed arm lay on the floor feets away a small puddle of blood under it. The blood shimmered with sparkling white light, the blood of the gods were always like this.
I looked at my cuts, they sever ones had been healed by my curse. I walked away from Poseidon, my feet crunching on the seabed I reached his trident thrust in the ground and summoned my scythe once again.
