Kore looked perplexed.  "Who would be messing with the cages?  Nothing can guard them, not while Kerberos is there... he is..."  She looked off a little saddened.  Murderous would be one word for it.  Finally, Kore tried to find another word for what Kerberos expressed.  "Kerberos is jealous."  Murderously jealous would probably be more befitting.  "Nothing can live... within his gaze.  Only the most powerful of immortals have no fear of him.  Why would they be... consorting with titanspawn."  It seemed very disturbing, Kore's gaze cast off as her mood darkened.  This was made aparent as her crimsone flowing robes began to billow out as if in a current... and darken significantly.<br/><br/>She smiled kindly as Calista approached.  Her billowy darkening robes beginning to settle back down again and take a rich pomegranate color once more.   Kore nodded to Calista's departure.  "My visits away from the Undercity are kind of rare.  It may take some time.  But then again... isnt that the one thing we have plenty of..."<br/><br/>Suddenly a wall of huge blades shot forth before her and cut off the archway in front of her.  Two stalls on either side were split in half.  A scared donkey ran off with half of one stall caught to him.  Adding to the chaos.  Then suddenly... Calista would notice a figure standing... his head and bearing a several inches taller than anyone else around him.  Though he wore commoner robes, she could feel a familar stirring in her Ichor.  This was no mortal.  His dark features burned in her very long memory.  It was the suave face of the immortal of war... Aries.  He was smiling darkly to himself as he watched.<br/><br/>Finally seeing she had noticed him, Aries stepped out from the crowd before flicking back his wrist.  "I followed the ambrosia drenched scent of my brother... and who do I find out here... slumming?"  With that, he whipped back his hand and threw a tiny dagger.  So small and so fast... one could not have expected or been able to be blocked.  The tiny dagger arched... cutting expertly up and then down... perfectly splitting Calista's hood... exposing her white hair to everyone.  A collective hush fell over everyone... the males making up most of the trader communinty were singular in thier intense focus on Calista right then.  A silence one could only have thought possible in a grave overcame the entire passage.  "All hail... my brother's final crutch."<br/><br/>Aries always liked to parade out how imperfect Hephaestus was next to almost every other immortal, appart from those who have become elemental and inhuman titans themselves.