Ares cut down every plant, leaf, and trunk that got in his way, his sword was merciless and he was desperate to get to the Fae forest. He was already in the neutral zone, just a little more, a little more and he could hug his muse.
He felt a penetrating gaze on him, he pretended not to notice it for a good stretch, waiting for the enemy to decide to show his face.
He turned ready to attack when he felt a breeze to his right, but it passed so quickly that it left him staring everywhere. He felt her on his left again and turned as fast as he could but the enemy was getting faster and faster. They played with him for a while more, making him dance to the sound of the wind that the enemy caused.
Ares furious began to throw his sword in all directions hoping to hurt the enemy even if it was
