The duel on Mount Olympus finally drew to its close. The air was still charged with tension when a Magus official stepped onto the central podium and delivered the final result.
"By the authority of the Alliance—Earth faction is declared the victor of the Duel"
The words landed with the weight of a hammer.
Gasps, screams, and wails rose in a storm of disbelief. For Kronos' people, it was unthinkable. To lose on their very home ground—within the sacred bounds of Mount Olympus itself—was a wound to pride, faith, and identity. Millions of devoted followers, who had sung hymns of eternal victory only hours before, now slumped into despair.
The final tally could not be argued: Ten to Eight.
The gods of Kronos—supposedly invincible—had fallen to mortals from a lower realm, a backwater world barely acknowledged in the greater cosmos. The humiliation cut deep.
