True to Bethos’ report, the town was still enveloped in Zagreus’ deadly smoke. Well, he thought mischievously, time to do something about that. He removed the staff with the golden band—called Jingu Bang—that he traditionally had strapped to his back and held it above his head. It was similar to Atlas’ boulder in that its size could be adjusted at will. He began twirling it and it proceeded to grow to several miles in length. Nevertheless, it’s weight stayed the same. He lowered himself down to the top of the smoke and used Jingu Bang to instantly funnel it up into the sky. Any other god could accomplish this by generating wind, but Son Goku’s staff was much faster. When this was done, he sat the bottom of the staff on the street, with its other end high in the sky—the signal to begin the attack. “Intruder,” a voice rasped. A multitude of refghasts rose up from the ground and out of the walls of buildings. Son Goku brought Jingu Bang down to a more manageable size.
