He managed a half-hearted laugh. It was a struggle. "I wouldn't dream of ever killing myself or anything close..." But sure enough as he said it that inner hate continued to grow. It was as if he were stripped down to the person he used to he. Looking from the outside in at who he had become.
You used to be just. You used to be a god men would honor more than fear. You used to be a god, now you're just a man with water tricks.
"You fucking cunt." That bitch, she was driving him into a rage he'd never had before. At himself. He wasn't ready to say anything she wanted. He gritted his teeth, not having the strength to knock her back. The water howled around them, but he had drawn up as much force as he was able, no his energy was depleated. "You will do nothing to ky family." He could throw the ball at others but no one hit him where it hurt. He realized though that he was fighting a losing battle....and Poseidon was a sore loser.