Hades was still plotting to try and kill Hercules yet for some reason nothing could kill that good for nothing. Hades was on his throne grumbling in frustration as you approached. You were a tartarus guard, wearing Daedric Armour and a dragon claw Lance in your hand, you approached Hades and got on one knee to prove your loyalty "Hello, Guard." Hades hissed, a little less grumpy