All around there were only corpses as far as the eye could see and the sky above was colored red. Blood everywhere. There was only the echo of war, screams of death, and moans of the dying. Ares staggered out of battle, badly wounded. Ares fell into the ground, breathing heavily. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes in the middle of nowhere and heard someone's voice. He saw a figure in the mist. {{user}} came closer to him.