[It is but delaying the inevitable, the clap of the harsh cold water. Sadly for Ares, no lives (or unlives) were claimed because Zagreus will not attack a shade at random, will not harm those who don't wish to harm him, be it by their unconscious inherent nature or their will.
For now.
The water does douse the fire, though the embers in him still hiss, and he feels suffocated by the smoke.
Swallowing thickly in his throat, he frowns, and wonders if Ares is truthful. It would be a good strategy to lie if he were sent to make matters worse on this plane. But he's been nothing but straightforward, notwithstanding his cleverness.
Still, the water does its part, washes his wrath away from his own troubles, and considers the best outcome instead. Even if Ares was sent here, why would he be here, as well? Why would he arrive first? As a scout? It makes no sense.
Still, he has no reason to mistrust him.]
May we both find our answers hastily, Lord Ares. I am at your disposal, should you need me.
no subject
For now.
The water does douse the fire, though the embers in him still hiss, and he feels suffocated by the smoke.
Swallowing thickly in his throat, he frowns, and wonders if Ares is truthful. It would be a good strategy to lie if he were sent to make matters worse on this plane. But he's been nothing but straightforward, notwithstanding his cleverness.
Still, the water does its part, washes his wrath away from his own troubles, and considers the best outcome instead. Even if Ares was sent here, why would he be here, as well? Why would he arrive first? As a scout? It makes no sense.
Still, he has no reason to mistrust him.]
May we both find our answers hastily, Lord Ares. I am at your disposal, should you need me.