"Perseus, you've always been a fisherman through and through."
Andrew smiled and wasted no more words. A trident appeared in his hand out of thin air, and he tossed it to Perseus. "This is Poseidon's Trident. Master it as soon as you can.
"Poseidon is about to unleash an Ocean Tsunami. Although the trident he's holding is an inferior knockoff, he's the Sea God. Even an inferior trident can still let him control the sea—it just takes a little more effort. Only you can stop him."
Perseus caught the Trident. It flashed with golden light, acknowledging him because he, too, was a Sea God.
Perseus was delighted with the weapon. He gave it a few swings and said, "Don't worry. I'll do everything I can to stop him. These cities are so prosperous. I won't let him destroy them."
To be honest, the vast, bustling city of New York left Perseus a little bewildered, even frightened, but above all, he felt awed and incredulous. He wanted to protect this city and its people, especially the fishermen who mattered most.
"Then I'll leave it to you. Once everything's settled, I'll treat you to an all-fish banquet featuring every kind of fish in the sea."
Andrew had complete faith in Perseus. He nodded, then vanished.
Perseus turned to look at the enormous ship in the distance and marveled inwardly. When I go back, I have to take one of these steel beasts with me. It'll be my palace as the Sea God. I'll bring my whole family to live aboard it.
Then Perseus sank beneath the sea with the Trident, and soon his figure disappeared completely.
"Hm?"
In the Undersea City, Poseidon was spreading his divine power across the sea when he suddenly frowned. Beside him, the Saintess asked respectfully, "My lord,