Cursing and raving about the luck he had woven from gaining only a simple snake to go after a young weak mortal, Hades moved himself back to where he was once before. The bubbling pot now being filled with more minor minions, doing bidding of the under-lord's ruler, one of them looking oddly failure. An older gentleman paying his dues before being granted passage to the pit of souls. "How long do they intend to let you wait, father of Kallisto?" Hades was almost mocking in the words he asked, moving to the pot more and peering inside.<br/><br/>On the other side of the mortal coil the following squirrel beast was eying the scene as he was told. Keeping an ever watchful eye and making sure to keep distance so as kept unseen. Do not shoot the messenger, one would say, as the little fuzz ball showed Hades' plan backfiring horribly. Driving a woman's father to death as she meets a new man only pulling them together.<br/><br/>SLAM!<br/><br/>That fist of his cam crashing down once again spilling the cauldron over and making a horrendous burning mess on his otherwise pristine and dark boding floor. "This isn't working!" Turning with his rage set on anyone that would take it, Hades struck out at what was left of Kallisto's father. "Until your daughter becomes mine, your spirit shall not rest!" It was then that the old man's spirit returned to his already partially rotted corpse. Bianor long gone by this time, though the old man who was once Kallisto's father not the man he once was. His spirit caught between the two plains, his body now a walking capsule of emptiness. "And send that snake before I decide to go bother Athena for something worse!"<br/><br/>Not much encouragement was needed for the little beasts, minions and souls who wanted to be freed to do as they were told. Quickly the highly poisonous snake was dropped not far from where Blanor was now walking. The snake would stalk his new pray, being large in size but that not the real fear. A snake of a poison so powerful it was feared that a single drop could kill Hercules himself, though the snake itself being typical in strength. "Kill the mortal so I might not bother the fates, once again!"