Hell Hath No Fury Like Hades

"Get behind me..." he growled. "You don't actually believe-" "Of course not! Now get behind me!" The roar he created deafening. The men are surrounding us, howling for blood. My blood. I'm accused of killing one of their own. And I don't have proof to say otherwise. But being set up for murder is one thing. Being set up to be the weakness for another? That's another. The gods have really got something against me. I'm not even sure what I have done but at least I have one god on my side. But Hell hath no fury like Hades.