At the same time that that these three parties were going about their individual tasks in the mortal realm, far away in a realm barred to mortals and which used to be the home of the gods, also known as protectors, Hades was sitting stiffly in his throne-like chair with his head bowed in deep thought and his breathing shallow. Behind him stood Stacy, his beautiful red-haired assistant, her face stern and emotionless as always, with her hands folded behind her back.