The sound of rushing water roared on as muddy waves surged without end. Under the River Styx, dark currents churned, and a wave slammed hard into Rhadamanthus's handsome, astonished face.
One of the Underworld's three great giants...
Cough, cough!
Rhadamanthus, one of the Underworld's three great judges, immediately sank beneath the water and was swept away by the raging whirlpool.
Rhadamanthus hesitated, wondering whether he should fight Poseidon. Back when he had still been human, he had held quite a grudge against Poseidon.
Rhadamanthus had been Zeus's illegitimate son in the mortal world, as well as the elder brother of Minos, another of the three judges. In life, he had not only been Half-human, Half-god, but also a king.
But good times did not last. His younger brother Minos betrayed him, colluded with Poseidon, and seized his throne.
After Rhadamanthus died, his unyielding sense of justice earned him a position as one of the Underworld's judges.
After death, Rhadamanthus had let go of the grudge over the throne and reconciled with his brother Minos, but he had never relinquished his hatred for Poseidon.
Go with the flow and drift away with the waves?
No, he was an Underworld judge. His direct superior was Hades. If he feigned death today, he would lose his job tomorrow.
Fight Poseidon for three hundred rounds, defend the order of the Underworld, avenge old grievances, and reclaim the dignity he had lost back then?
No, Poseidon was the Sea King, one of Mount Olympus's Twelve Olympians. His divine power was immense. If Rhadamanthus went up against him with his few tricks, he would definitely be skewered to death by that trident.
He could not fight, yet he could not refuse to fight either. Rhadamanthus was utterly conflicted. Had he known this would happen, he would