As much as I wanted to pretend that I was brave, and that I was mighty, I knew that I was actually very far from it. But that didn’t change the fact that I had already stepped up in this moment, that I had already done what was necessary for Zeus to come to the realisation that I was not someone who he was just going to walk all over. Whether he liked it or not, he was going to need to come to terms with the fact that I was not going to fall into formation like everyone else around here seemed to do whenever he told them to.
I didn’t know what it was that made him so special, or what it was that he had over them, but I refused to be scared. Deep down, I was. But I wouldn’t show it. After all, I had managed to make it this far, and if I was about to buckle in front of this man, then what
