Zeus stood tall and unshaken as Zarek's minions charged at him, their swords and arrows crackling with thunder energy. The air was thick with the tension of impending battle, but Zeus's confident smirk never faltered.
The closest attackers lunged forward, their swords glowing with the fierce light of Thunder Slash. "Overwhelm him!" one of them shouted, desperation lacing his voice as they attempted to bring Zeus down with sheer numbers.
Zeus's eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "Is this the best you've got?" he taunted, his voice calm and almost mocking. As the first sword slashed toward him, Zeus moved with blinding speed, his movements a blur. With a flick of his wrist, he parried the attack, the impact so forceful that the blade shattered upon contact.
The minion's eyes widened in shock. "Impossible!" he gasped, staring at the broken pieces of his weapon.
