Athena turned to the source of the cries. After all, they were slowly getting lower and lower.
It was that she wanted to. After all, this was hell, and hearing cries was not a new thing. It was like hearing the wind blow.
However, she felt a deep subtle connection to the source of the cries. It was as if something within her was reacting to the source of the cries, and was pulling her to lend a hand.
She walked over to a particular corner, and then she lifted the heavy rocks in the area.
These were boulders that would have formerly smashed her to bits, but she moved them effortlessly.
Athena knew that she had definitely gotten stronger. However, she had not known how truly strong she was. After all, it did not matter since she was still in literal hell.
After breaking a few more rocks that were in the way, she arrived at the source of all the tears and cries.
It was surprisingly the other Hell beast baby.