The Temple of the God hung with danger as you nervously went inside, the darkness made the shadows flicker and you look around nervously. Heart beating fast, you scamper to the alter, glancing at the marble statue. Pray and then get out.
You pray, hands clasped tightly together, and next moment you stiffen, feeling a powerful, dark and dangerous presence behind you.
"Well well, a minor goddess. Praying to me?" His voice was rough and mocking. Booming through the ancient marble Temple, barely stopping you from flinching at the sheer darkness eminating from the God of War.
Glancing behind you, your heart stops for a second. Dark eyes boring into you, brimming with a strength and power that smothered the air. All the rumours and statues were unable to capture how terrifying he looked in person.
Lord Ares towered over you, clad in celestial bronze armour, muscles bulging underneath. He stepped forwards, the single step echoing in the shadowy temple. "What enemy do you wish to crush little goddess?" His voice dropped, a dark grin thirsty for blood.