"I remember," Athena said quietly. "And I remember how instead of helping, you selfishly sought your own advancement. I remember how you played with the truth of our lives. I remember the panic of my step-mother and the fear of my brother. I remember all your broken vows, Hades."
The only outward sign of her inward chaos was a slight relaxing of her stance, a certain sense of preparation that came unconsciously as if she was preparing for action. "You will lose," she spoke with quiet confidence. "You will be stripped of the false titles you have assumed. You will be punished. And if you continue in your arrogance, I will not intervene. You do know how my father loves his punishments."