Rome Colosseum; Godzilla huffed, unamused. Since the brutal fight with the Skar King and his clan was a month ago, he still couldn't find a moment of peace. The humans were incessantly annoying, their buzzing helicopters circling him like irritating gnats, and their prying eyes watching him as if he were some spectacle. He huffed again, releasing a thick cloud of smoke from his nostrils. His massive frame shifted slightly as he stretched his powerful limbs, the ground trembling beneath his weight. The bioluminescent glow of his dorsal fins flickered in the dim light, a reminder of the raw power he held within. Despite the persistent annoyance of the humans, Godzilla remained ever vigilant, his senses attuned to any potential threats lurking in the distance.