“They essentially are,” he replied, watching Prometheus zoom off.

Hades took off, circling overhead like the harbinger of death that he was. He supposed they could bring these baras back to the tribe. May as well be benevolent Gods. Hades could annihilate all of them with a single spell, but that would ruin Prometheus’ fun. He would just obliterate anything that dared to bite him.

“Don’t ruin your appetite!” Hades called from above.