Athena, his beloved daughter.
Why wasn't she satisfied with the exalted divine position he had granted her, or with the fact that he had given her half of his Aegis Divine Shield? Why did she have to mingle with these rebels?
But before he could puzzle out an answer, a cold, sharp edge with a long-planned intent took the opportunity to thrust from the other side, making Zeus's hair stand on end.
Instinctively, he raised his only free arm to gather Thunderbolt, trying to fend off this threat from the side.
"Whoosh!"
"Thud!"
However, a spear-shaped like a withered branch was faster, piercing his wrist with the speed of lightning, nailing his arm to the throne.
At the same time, the figure who rushed forward gestured with his right hand, and a frosty blue stone casket, sealed with nine heavy locks, emerged from the Magic Circle Diagram.
"Laevateinn!"
With a cold chant, a golden-red flame surged out of the casket, instantly melting the nine heavy locks.
