There was a few seconds of silence, for the thunder finally seemed to stop above them. Persephone glanced up, and sure enough, the dark clouds turned into a gentle drizzle, extinguishing the fire and washing away the dust. Dahlia let go of Zeus' hair a bit more forcefully than needed and stood above him, opening her other hand and releasing her whip for the darkness to take away. Now that she'd stopped her whipping, his wounds were slowly but surely closing and the ichor on the ground was all gone, much to her shadows' disappointment. She silently called them back, telling them to stay on the ground but leave Zeus alone... for now.
"That should settle it," she said calmly. "At least for our fight, Uncle."
"That was... You cheated," he grunted as he seemed to be slowly gaining back his
