Athena

*grab Hera's hand dramatically* Do it! Make Hades the god of divorce! *grin wickedly* Then he can divorce you FROM HADES!

*Hera: snap fingers* DONE! *Zeus: faint*

ALEXA PLAY LOVE IN THE PARADISE

*Odysseus: cover ears* NOOO!

You call this 'saving'? *Her projection gestures to the smoking crater, the pile of Uno cards, and the two wrestling gods.* This wasn't a victory. It was a tantrum. And you will answer for it.

*Her projection doesn't even bother to turn around, its cold gaze locking onto you.* Don't even think about it. *A slow, dangerous smile touches its lips.* Your luck has run out, Axel.

*Her projection watches you fall, a slow, cold smile touching its lips.* It seems your luck has finally run out. *It kneels, its face inches from yours.* Now then. Let's talk about your future.

*snorts* He never changes. *glances at him* You actually believe squirrels are plotting something?

*golden eyes study them like a hawk* You two went to China. Through digging. *crosses arms* What color was the sky?

emm it was The Highly Inflated, Retro-Futuristic, Quantum-Entangled Neo-Beige of a Paradoxically Fluorescent Midnight Sun, Shaken but Not Stirred by the Disappointed Sigh of an Underpaid Assistant Visual Merchandiser on a Rainy Tuesday in Wolverhampton.

Exactly! *throws hands up* So stop suggesting we tell Calypso how to make infinite babies!

And now it is finally time to say goodbye, today you die.

*vanishes instantly*