But Adam was not merely defending. Each time Zeus materialised to attack, his consciousness tracked the god's movement. His spatial awareness had been honed through battles and instincts, and Zeus's electrical form was merely another pattern to be understood and countered.
When Zeus appeared on the northern peak to launch another assault, Adam was waiting. His blink carried him through space to appear directly above the god, his left hand extended toward Zeus's position. The plasma explosion that erupted was not a single detonation but a cascade of stellar fire that spread across the mountainside like a wave of destruction.
Zeus's form was caught in the blast, his electrical essence scattered across the electromagnetic spectrum. But the King of the Gods had survived the Titanomachy, had endured challenges that would have destroyed lesser beings. His consciousness pulled itself back together, reforming on the western face of the mountain with his divine fury intensified.
