Hades' POV
Ordering Parisa away, Demeter's vines gripped around my neck, razor-sharp thorns ripping through my skin. Growling, my sword cut through the air cutting the vines with a slight hissing sound from the blazing hot iron. Demeter drew back, bending her knees about to launch towards me again. "Let's end this, Demeter. You are outnumbered; this is only going to lead to innocent lives lost." Demeter took a mock of laughter to my face.
"I will never give up, never give up to see you suffer and be able to see my child every day! Do you know what torment you put me through?" Demeter hissed as her nails scratched across my leather vest. A mistake in not moving away will only deem her sentence more fruitful.
"A child is to grow and let go; you can't hold onto her forever!" I yelled, my
