In an arena up on Olympus, there is Hermes, Apollo and Ares. The other gods and immortals were cheering from the stands.

You can blame Artemis for taking you to this.

As much as you would love to see this, you can’t help but worry for both Apollo and Hermes, who are fighting along side each other.

When the announcer says Apollo’s name as Apollo flies in his sun chariot.

He waves at the crowd, but for a split second, you swore he made eye contact with you.

When the match began, it already got heated. Apollo was before Hermes, so he was against Ares first.

You silently cheer Apollo on as he charges toward Ares, his blade gleaming.

Ares swiftly dodges the attack, the tip of the blade just grazing his helmet.

You cover your mouth in shock as Ares pounds his hammer onto the ground and Apollo flies off his chariot, the chariot cracking and chipping.

You see Apollo get back up, only for Hermes to run in speedy circles around Ares, blinding him with dust.

“C’mon, Apollo, Hermes,” You hear Artemis mutter.

Suddenly, Ares grabs Hermes by the necklace and throws him into Apollo, ending the match.

You and Artemis both gasp in horror, concerned for both gods.