But the city had to be defended, and it was hers to protect. She met Athena’s gaze and nodded. The look the goddess gave Lore was sharp, ever-commanding. “Through the heart.” Together, they plunged the dagger forward, the blow striking hard and true. The goddess shook, her eyes open, flashing silver as she saw something, felt something, beyond knowing. It was a warrior’s kill. A god’s final reckoning.
