ZEUS: "I will spare you, o Titan! You did not see the folly of this way; Your mastery of my lightning has drawn you astray."
TITAN: "Zeus the Coward, I see you soon cooking in those laval pits where I grew; there are depths of this earth, fool god, lower than Hades once knew."
TITAN: "No word of yours may satisfy; longing this moment has my wrath burned. Now fall you from these Olympian heights, destroyed Zeus: the TITAN has RETURNED!"
ZEUS: "Bringest it to me, whelp. Your power will not go un-earned."[The heavens shake and roar.]
[A choir of the shackled Gods surround the golden throne of Olympia, all bowed before it. Titan folds his arms, a smile.]

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