In an instant, Athena knew that the divine pantheon which had only just emerged from chaos—
Olympus, which she had supported for so many years—
had been beset by a new, and even more dangerous, calamity!!!
In her shock, Athena clenched her right fist.
"Marathon, I promise!
All of Athens and all of Greece, every person and every god, will remember the contribution you made to our nation!
Your news came at the perfect time. Otherwise, without your warning, the gods, myself included, would probably still be focused on the meaningless battle between our King of Gods!
I promise that once this is over, you will live to see the sun rise over Olympus once more!"
As her words fell, Athena cast one final glance at Medusa, who was kneeling in the distant hall.
Then she turned to the Bronze Saints responsible for guarding the temple beside her.
"Children, mobilize all our troops and notify all of Athens!
As for every other king currently staying in our city-state, tell them this.
Athena orders them to get back to their own nations, gather every soldier they can deploy, and assemble at Sparta immediately!
Our world has encountered a true enemy. This is no minor scuffle—it is an enemy that requires every last ounce of strength from every one of us to face!
The gods will handle the gods. I will notify the gods at once and appear with them where we must.
But mortals will handle mortals!
The gods will surely claim victory. When that time comes, I do not want to see our people lose to the long-dead spirits of those foreign lands!
Go!"
The Bronze Saints vanished in the blink of an eye, and their voices immediately began spreading throughout Athens.
But...
Even with Athena personally issuing the order,