The throne hall of Olympus shimmered under the weight of its own grandeur, a vast chamber where light danced across marble and gold. The air thrummed with the faint crackle of Zeus's power, his throne pulsing with veins of lightning that flickered like a heartbeat. The statues of gods loomed in the shadows, their stone eyes watching, silent but heavy with judgment. Outside, the sky churned, clouds swirling in restless patterns, as if the heavens themselves were restless tonight.
