“Must I? I can get you another... You can just leave this for the scavengers,” he said looking the thing over. “The offal will spill out besides,” he said, scrunching his snout. But if that’s what Prometheus wanted.... Hades conjured a broad piece of cloth that he dragged the mammoth onto.

“That sounds wonderful,” Hythlodaeus said, his smile slowly spreading. He scrambled onto his back, finding a way to get seated right. He held on firmly, unsure of what to expect from his.

Hades took off with the load, needing to flap his wings much harder to stay aloft.