A tense silence spread across the Grand Hall, leaving no answers, only more questions.
"His exile was justified," Hades said at last. "But the manner of his death… that concerns us."
He paused, his voice growing heavier. "And something prevented his soul from existing after death. That is not normal."
A chilling silence followed.
Athena spoke, her tone sharp and analytical. "Whoever killed him understands dimensions beyond our influence."
Hades nodded grimly. "A being capable of erasing a god's trace… is dangerous beyond measure."
Apollo stepped forward, his light dimmer than usual. "Even with light, I cannot see his final moment. It is as if reality itself refuses to show it."
Poseidon clenched his trident, sea energy rippling. "Even Titans cannot hide death so completely."
Hermes whispered, unease clear in his voice. "This feels like something outside our spectrum. I fear this. Anything that leaves no trace, no past, no memory, is more dangerous than Titans."
