Ash narrowed his gaze. "What about Medea?"
Hades growled. "Take her. But this clears our slate. Understood?"
Somehow that seemed too easy to Zephyra. "What about Mache?"
Hades laughed evilly. "If your demon is right and he's in my domain . . . he will regret it."
Jared rose with Ker. "What of her?"
Hades glared at the spirit of violent death. "Bring her down. I have plans for her." And by the tone of his voice, those plans weren't pleasant ones. "Bring her down."
Stryker took Zephyra's hand as they followed the Greek god out of the human world and into Tartarus. Ash brought the statue of War down and returned him to the place where he'd rested for centuries. Ker was taken to a small cell and locked inside.
"I'll deal with you later," Hades promised.
Ker spat at him and slammed her hand against the door. "This isn't over. I'll be free again and we'll celebrate your funeral march."
Stryker ignored her threats as he looked at Nim who was clutching a small stuffed pink bunny. "Where's my daughter?"
Nim pointed to a small door.
Unsure, Stryker started toward it, then paused as he heard an explosion so loud it temporarily deafened him.
The door slammed into the far wall where it fell back and pounded a man into the ground.
"Stop!" Hades shouted.
The door slammed into the man three more times before it obeyed him.
As the smoke cleared, Stryker saw Menyara. With her arms folded, she left the room and cast a menacing glare at Mache who was bleeding profusely while the door held him in place. "That'll learn him to keep his hands to himself." She turned back to her cell. "Medea, love, your parents are here."
Acheron shook his head as he took Tory's hand into his. "Feeling rather stupid for having worried now."
"Don't," Menyara said. "Until you negated War's powers, we were stuck here. That poor fool didn't realize until it was too late and I had a chance to hurt him back."
Zephyra ran to her daughter and grabbed her into a tight hug before she pulled back to make sure nothing had happened to her.
Nick stepped forward, his face troubled. "What about my mother? What did War do to her?"
Hades put his hand on Nick's shoulder. "There's nothing he could do. Ker could show you the souls to weaken you, but they have no power over them. Your mother is back where she belongs, as are the others."
Ash cast his glance in the direction of the Elysian fields.
"Ryssa thinks of you," Hades said quietly. "And she's happy, Acheron. She doesn't blame you at all. That was Ker playing with your emotions."
"Thank you."
Hades inclined his head before he looked at Stryker. When he opened his mouth to speak, Stryker held his hand up.
"I only want to know if she's with her husband and children."
"She is."
"Then I'm at peace."
Zephyra frowned at the catch in his voice that belied those words. But perhaps he was right. He couldn't change anything, so why torture himself?
His head hung low, Nick turned to leave. Menyara went with him while Jared hung back, glaring after them.