Zeus fought with relentless precision, his Thunder Lances cutting through the horde of thunder zombies that surrounded him. Each movement was fluid, almost effortless, as he deftly struck down his enemies.
With every thrust of his lance, he planted a Thunder Mine, sending jolts of paralyzing electricity through the bodies of his foes. The battlefield was a storm of flashing lights and crackling energy, yet Zeus moved through it like a tempest, unstoppable and unyielding.
As he cleared a large portion of the zombies, he suddenly felt a surge of power—a massive Thunder Sword Wave was barreling toward him.
The air hummed with the raw energy of the attack, and Zeus barely managed to dodge in time, the wave slicing through the air where he had stood just moments before. The ground where the attack landed was scorched, the earth split open by the force.
