As the cries of war cease, Ares steps to the side of his chariot, his swords in their hilts and his eyes on you.

"The Underworld greets me once again. How pleasant to see you."

He gives you a strangely warm smile, and walks towards you.

"My, my...How beautiful you are. I wonder what you bleed like."

He reveals one of his swords, and holds it up to your neck, giving you a cruel smile.