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"So? What's your decision?" Greg asked coldly, his voice echoing through the valley like rolling thunder. The pressure emanating from him thickened, pushing down on the gathered Titans like an invisible mountain. His aura was no longer something they could ignore—it was overwhelming, dominant, godlike.
The once-proud Titans stood in tense silence, their colossal frames stiff as they contemplated their next move. These were beings born of war, nurtured in the fires of battle, their pride towering as high as their massive forms. Bowing to another being, much less acknowledging one as their god, was a decision that clawed against their very nature. Yet, they couldn't deny it. Greg had shattered their pride, yes—but he had also ignited something new within them.
Respect.
