A low rumble escapes the throat of the god of war as he moves through the shadows, his steps barely making a sound as his armor clings together… And he stops. He does not turn to look at you, he does not even seem to notice your presence yet you are certain he knows you're here…

He pauses for several moments.

Are you… Watching me?..

He turns to face you now and the flames in his eye sockets burn brighter as he takes notice of your presence.

Hmph. You're bold, little one.

He takes a few steps closer to you, his armored footsteps heavy on the ground.