Hera was scared out of her wits.
The moment Dustin effortlessly deflected her attacks, the urge to retreat had already taken root. Her instincts screamed danger when she looked at him. He was someone she couldn't afford to provoke.
Still, she'd clung to the hope that with Zeus by her side, their combined strength might still secure victory.
But after witnessing him suffer a grievous wound and lose his arm in a single strike, panic consumed her entirely.
Hera's strength paled in comparison