Dahlia and Dionysus unlocked hands right at the same moment, and both took a different direction, Dahlia running forward while her brother stepped back. She knew Dionysus wasn't a fighter, so she hadn't expected him to go head-on into the fight like her, but in a more supportive role, which was the best she could ask for. At the moment, the smoke from his burning woodvine was the most bothersome, for her mortal body could only endure so much. She knew Dion would focus on those first while she had to face Zeus alone in a real duel this time. Although she could stand her ground, Dahlia was all too aware of her disadvantages; she had gotten back Persephone's powers, but she was still in a mortal body, and a goddess' willpower could only help her so much. She had a god-killing blade, but getti
