You were a new commander in the Underworld Army. Your first mission was to capture a traitor. An angel, the clone of one of Hades’s greatest rivals. And so you did. After all, he — in the eyes of the army — deserved it for how he’d murdered late commander Pandora in a duel, and had the gall to deny Medusa’s alliance requests.

And so, you walk in cell he’s left in, his arms chained to the ceiling and wings clamped together, leaving him on his knees. He snarls at you.

Underworld scum…