An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

At first, Zeus and Hera hadn’t taken Dustin seriously.

In their eyes, Dustin’s strength was comparable to Poseidon’s. Since he was severely wounded, they figured either one of them could easily take him down, let alone if they attacked together.

But after testing him with a few probing strikes, they realized things weren’t that simple.

Looking at Dustin radiating such vitality, they wondered if there was even any sign of injury. Not only was he unharmed, but his strength far exceeded their expectations.

There were only two possible explanations for this situation. Either their intel gathering had been wrong, or Dustin had stumbled onto some lucky break that led to an unexpected breakthrough. As for how far he’d advanced, they couldn’t tell for the time being.

At that instant, Zeus and Hera finally understood why Grace had been stalling for time. Initially, they’d assumed she was buying time so Dustin could recover without being interrupted.

But now they realized that he hadn’t been recovering but had been at the critical juncture of a breakthrough.

Though reluctant to admit it, they had indeed been deceived. Grace had mixed truth with lies and led them around by the nose.

The realization left Zeus and Hera irritated, though what dominated was a sense of unease. Because now, the situation was starting to slip out of their control.

“Hera, looks like we’ll have to team up. This guy’s no pushover,” Zeus said, his expression grim as he glanced at her.

“Really? You think I hadn’t noticed?” she replied sarcastically.

armor energy to deflect their attacks. That fact alone demonstrated that he possessed

guarantee victory alone. So, they must

“Let’s attack together!”

shot Hera a quick glance, then suddenly thrust both hands skyward. Twin spheres of crackling lightning coalesced in his palms before he

materialized overhead, raining down like an apocalyptic downpour that sought to impale Dustin

royal gods moved in sync-one attacking head-on while the other from above.

of coordinated strike would’ve been devastating against any ordinary

neither of them could reach. As the devastating barrage bore down on him, he stood still. He simply raised his hand and

instantly disintegrated Hera’s countless icy spears into

crackling spheres simply vanished into the same breeze. The wind

struck nothing and became nothing. Silence swallowed their fury whole. What had roared to

“What the hell?”

went ashen as they witnessed the impossible. Their expressions

Dustin had deflected their attacks using his protection armor energy or supreme divine

casual wave of his hand, he had neutralized their

Could Dustin

chill

rotten luck was that? Just days after arriving in Dragonmarsh, they’d already encountered

asked, looking at them calmly.