Ch. 164: The Wrath Of The Sun (Aphrodite's POV)
"We'll go up to help the others, Hades," I said, adjusting the weight of Hecate in my arms. Her body trembled violently, wracked with the pain of the blows she had taken earlier.
Hades nodded without a word, brushing past me. He stopped next to me and had his hand pressed firmly on my shoulder, squeezing tight for a moment before releasing. It was a silent message, a mix of solace and goodbye. I couldn't tell what it meant, but something about it lingered— an unspoken weight that settled heavily in my chest.
As he disappeared into the swirling smoke, I turned toward the staircase, my thoughts wandering elsewhere. Swaying to what Hades had in mind surely there was no way he could die, he was the strongest there was.
