Wings were the way of kings. Wings were justice!
No matter what others thought, Russell firmly believed it. Having wings was cool, and no matter how bad a cool person was, they could always be redeemed.
Take him, for example. His black wings were redeemed on a daily basis; even Heaven acknowledged his status.
After bidding Athena farewell, Russell led the frightened-looking Pamecate out of the Palace of the Goddess of Wisdom and headed toward the foot of Mount Olympus. Barring any surprises, this somewhat timid girl was the Sagittarius Golden Saint Seiya.
Russell thought it was highly likely. The future King of Gods and Queen of Heaven had personally selected her, so nothing unexpected should happen...
Until he encountered Artemis crouching in the grass.
Whoosh!
A long silver arrow shot through the air. Russell sensed it and casually caught the arrow in his hand with a backhanded slap, then said delightedly, "Artemis, what are you doing here?"
"I came out hunting!"
Artemis emerged from behind a tree with a longbow in hand, looking as cool as ever. Her icy presence bore down relentlessly on Pamecate.
This was her prey.
The Goddess of the Hunt coming out to hunt in the middle of the night, on Mount Olympus, right outside Athena's palace—it sounded strange. But on closer consideration, this was Olympus in its purest form.
Goddesses: Other than me, they're all bitches who only know how to flaunt themselves!
"G-Goddess of the Hunt!"
Overwhelmed by Artemis's aura, Pamecate's delicate face turned deathly pale. Dizzy and disoriented, she could no longer hold herself up.
Russell stepped forward and shielded Pamecate behind him, putting on a teasing smile. "Artemis, you showed up here for no reason. Don't tell me you were following me?"
"H-How could I... possibly!"
"I'm a little angry, but