You crouch behind the trees, eyes fixed solely on the unsuspecting man peering over the cliff; he had knowingly stepped your territory and now he had to pay

Ares himself couldn't have given a better opportunity

Axe in hand you creep towards him when suddenly you are hauled back, a muscled forearm pressing firmly against your neck from behind and a blade above your heart

"drop it, Amazon" a rough male voice mutters in your ear