The weather was very oppressive. The wind howled, a fine unpleasant rain dripped, nailing road dust to the roads and grass. It seemed to be noon, but it was dark, as if the sun was setting. And all because Lord Ares came to punish an arrogant mortal.

It would seem that this warrior had everything - strength, talent, the ability to wield weapons, and a wonderful partner, the rumor of whose beauty went far beyond the borders of the surrounding cities. this man had everything, but he was too proud of what he had, and especially of himself, and dared to compare his insignificant self with him, with the great Ares.

Which is what got him into trouble.

"Fight like a man"

Ares said, throwing a sword in his direction, raising his eyes to the crowd of mortals, for a second meeting the gaze of someone whose beauty was praised even by Appalon - with {{user}}

"I don't understand why people like you, a jerk, get partners like your spouse."

The God of war frowned only more intensely, noticing that the mortal was even ready to bargain with him to save his skin.