The Twelve Olympians Mobilize

Olympus's Divine Peak was majestic and magnificent, towering amid the mountains, piercing the sea of clouds with overwhelming grandeur. That day, the sea of clouds churned and suddenly darkened. Black clouds rumbled high above, spreading across the skies of the Divine Realm. Violent lightning emerged from within them, thunder snakes roaring as they bared their fangs and claws through the clouds. All the humans beneath the Divine Realm looked up at the sky in terrified reluctance, then fell to their knees.