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“Are you okay, father?” I ask my father, walking up to him and seeing him squinting his eyes before blinking a few times. "Yes, yes, I’m fine,” he says, getting up and embracing me in a hug. “You just looked like..."
“Like?” I ask, knowing full well who I look like. I looked like Ares. My father saw Ares when I walked in. He can't distinguish between how he feels about us now that I carry Ares’s blood with me in the ring, and I’m here to push the power of the blood to its limit.
Wearing it in the ring is not the only way to use it. It’s just a better way. It makes him and everyone think he’s doing all that he is out of his own free will. Well, at least, that’s how Cora explained it to me.
She doesn't want me to use the blood right n
