Zeus steeled himself for the task ahead, a determined glint in his eyes as he prepared to hunt down the younger members of the Malachor family. Just as he was about to set out, the system's voice rang out in his mind, laced with its usual mix of arrogance and mockery.
[So, genius, do you even know where they are? Or are you planning on just wandering around aimlessly?] the system quipped, its tone dripping with sarcastic curiosity.
Zeus didn't miss a beat. He smirked, reaching into his robes with a calm confidence. "As a matter of fact, I do know," he replied, pulling out a folded piece of parchment.
Unfolding the paper with deliberate slowness, Zeus revealed the message scrawled across it. The words were clear and concise.
