Zeus stood before the massive Thunder Mana Stone, its golden surface shimmering with a pulsating energy that almost seemed alive, as if the stone itself was breathing with power.
He tilted his head slightly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "So," he began, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "all your minions are gone. Why don't you come out and face me, you coward?"
The words hung in the air, challenging and mocking, but before Zeus could savor the moment, the ground beneath him began to tremble violently.
His smirk faded into a scowl as the earth cracked open, revealing a horde of thunder zombies clawing their way to the surface. Their eyes glowed with that same eerie blue light, void of life but filled with a relentless hunger for destruction.
Zeus clenched his fists, irritation clear on his face. "Damn it," he muttered, his voice laced with annoyance. "There are still more of them?"
