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... a storm about to break—his eyes burning like embers, his fists clenched, and each step echoing like muffled thunder on the sacred marble. The aura surrounding him was heavy, wild, like the restrained roar of a war about to explode.
High on his throne, Zeus remained impassive. Majestic, cold, almost ethereal. His gray gaze, like storm clouds, showed no surprise—only the silent contempt of one who believes himself above the chaos he provokes.
“What exactly went through that rotten ...
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