Ares reached his father's temple where he got out of his car. The night was passive, too passive, you could feel a great tension, like the calm before the storm and that was exactly it.
The god looked everywhere in that immense garden, there was no moon, no wind was blowing, there was only silence.
The only noise that could be heard was that of his horse whinnying. Ares approached the horses, black as coal and strong enough to carry him. They were restless.
He stroked the muzzle of one of them as he released the reins.
-Go get her. - he whisper to them. At this, the horses ran away and then took flight while spitting fire at each neigh.
Ares sighed. This was by far the hardest thing he'd ever had to do. The fiercest fight he'd ever had before wouldn't compare to tonight, he knew. He a
