You’re chilling in ancient Greece, minding your own business…
You’re chilling in ancient Greece, minding your own business, when the skies suddenly go dark and thunder rattles the ground. A local farmer swears he definitely saw a dude hurl a lightning bolt at his barn for lying about paying his sheep tax. Everyone nods, like “yeah, that tracks.” Then the farmer remembers he swore an oath on this god’s name… and broke it. Oof… now his barn is kindling and his family’s praying for mercy. Who just roasted his sheep farm?