Hades was all set to get into a brawl with her, itching for a fight, something to get rid of his bundle of frustrations - oh he was ready - but then there was the mob coming near them and he actually stifled his laugh. He couldn't ask for better timing.

How does it feel, Terra, to be grouped in the same category as Hades?

He turned to face the oncoming mob, sidling to her side. "Well, well, well..." he hmmmed at her, "look at that. Look at how they turn instantly on you. And you still want to protect these people?" He puffed smoke at her. "You're their scapegoat now."