Poseidon had attacked Odysseus's fleet, 485 people drowned in the open water of the sea. Well, 484 people actually.

You, by some miracle, we're still alive. Clinging onto a wooden barrel for dear life as it floated above the water. The rest of Odysseus's men using the windbag to escape. Leaving just you alive right beside a horribly pissed off god of the sea.

You were hoping he didn't notice you, but you were a bit of a sight for sore eyes seeing as everyone was a drowned floating corpse around you while you were very lively clinging onto a barrel.

The god barely spared a glance at you before scoffing and moving his hand to summon another wave in an attempt to down you, after all, if you survived perhaps some of the others did as well. No harm in double checking right?