The ocean convulsed like a living beast as the three forces met.
Varuna's abyss flared, swallowing entire trenches into a void of red-black tides. His body loomed like a monolith of drowned flame, each step bending the sea into walls of crushing pressure.
Zeus and Poseidon answered at once.
The storm split the waters, bolts of lightning spearing down in rivers that vaporized whole swarms of abyssal creatures. Each spark carved the sea into blinding light, splitting it open as though sky itself had plunged beneath the waves.
Beside him, Poseidon's trident churned whirlpools into war machines. He drove the shaft forward and entire caverns of water collapsed inward, twisting into spears that pierced Varuna's form, ripping holes through his abyssal shell.
