The moment Hermes's words reached Zeus's ears, a ripple of panic swept through the ranks of the army.
Tension tightened in the air and the soldiers who already armored and armed began moving with sharpness and more urgent purpose. The usual discipline now also filled with anxiety.
Zeus's face hardened and his voice boomed across the plains. "Move! Double formation, prepare for immediate departure! No delays anymore!"
He then turned sharply toward Hermes. "You come with me."
Without waiting for a response, Zeus strode away from the ranks. Hermes followed.
When they were far enough that no soldier could hear, Zeus turned, eyes narrowed with intensity.
"What exactly happened?" he demanded. "Don't give me riddles and speak clearly."
Hermes glanced back at the army, then faced Zeus with a grave expression.
"On my way to Susanoo's domain… I felt it. A massive, cold, and wrong presence. Like something was very wrong is happening the very fabric of that domain."
