CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Hephaestus landed on the pure white floor of Hades’ temple. He looked back only to see the portal behind him had already closed up. He was nowhere near his self-made home but simply being back in this section of the underworld, he already felt his powers returning to him. Before he could stand up, however, someone began yelling at him in seconds
“Where’s Hades at, you freak?” Hypnos screamed at him. He winced at the welcome he was given, trying to ignore it. “He’s, well, not going to be around for a while,” he replied and opened his hand. The red jewel he brought here faded away into dust. “You mean he expended the majority of his power to save you, what a damned waste,” Hypnos said and Hephaestus was tired of this already and almost wished he was back in the worksho
