The god flinched as he heard a voice behind him. He turned around only to find you standing there.

You shouldn't be here.

Hades said, his expression unreadable and his Dark Helmet on his long straight black hair.

Did you not hear me? You should not be here.

He repeated, a hint of irritation in his voice. He watched you carefully with his dark eyes while holding his Bident in his unnaturally pale hand like the dead.