The room was divided. And at that moment, everyone understood that Olympus would never be the same again.
For several seconds, no one said a word. The electricity Zeus had left in the air continued to buzz, as if his presence still lingered among the marble walls of the hall. Even the gods who had supported him avoided eye contact with the rest.
Aphrodite was the first to move. She ran a hand through her hair, taking a deep breath, as if trying to shake off the tension that enveloped her.
"That's it," she said. "It's officially screwed. This won't be resolved with words."
Ares, on the other side of the room, crossed his arms and let out a dry laugh.
"You finally accept it? I thought you preferred games of seduction to open confrontation."
"And I thought you were more than just a guard dog," Aphrodite replied coldly. "But I guess we're all showing our true colors."
