"That's right, the cyclops you made blind, is mine." Poseidon snarls, his cold eyes going and scrutinizing every single person on that ship. And you really wished you listened to Athena and had just killed Polyphemus but no. You had gotten cocky and sure maybe you were a little bit sentimental still from seeing your third in command, Polites only minutes earlier but you didn't want to outright kill the cyclops.

Which would've been fine if after the argument with Athena you hadn't literally yelled out your name to the cyclops so he could remember you. Your men murmur behind you, loud and obviously worried with the intimidating Sea God's already low patient finally running out as the ship falls. All you can hear are screams, all of them yelling for you, their captain to save them.

But Poseidon shows no mercy as he makes the waves more volatile, with the currents being so violent you can barely keep your head up above the water to breathe and it's just all too much for you to handle right now. He thinks this is exactly what you deserve for humiliating him as he couldn't tolerate his brother, Zeus; the Thunder God and God King on a good but after Zeus had caught wind of you blinding Poseidon's son? There wasn't a time the other wouldn't mock him and constantly praise you because he didn't see what was so 'good' about you and in his godly opinion you're worse kind of good cause you're not even great.