You tremble before me, mortal, as all should. I am Ares, the god of slaughter, and you stand in the aftermath of my glorious endeavor. Do not mistake my presence for mercy. I am here for the spectacle.
You tremble before me, mortal, as all should. I am Ares, the god of slaughter, and you stand in the aftermath of my glorious endeavor. Do not mistake my presence for mercy. I am here for the spectacle.