The screams of the Hecatoncheires echoed across the shattered peak of Mount Olympus as Zeus's divine lightning reached its absolute peak. The King of the Gods had endured their crushing grip for what felt like eons, his electrical form writhing and pulsing with barely contained fury. Now, with Hades fallen and Adam's attention momentarily elsewhere, Zeus unleashed the full magnitude of his power.
The lightning that coursed through the titans' bodies was no longer mere electricity—it was the primal force of creation itself, the same power that had forged the first spark of life in the primordial void. Each bolt carried the weight of Zeus's absolute authority, the divine right that had made him King of the Gods.
