Chapter 167Ares watched them match in the battle, it was the set day, and just like they had planned, they struck unaware without any notice to the old gods.He watched them fight back with surprise in their faces and laughed when he saw their number slowly decrease.They were yet to enter into the heart of the fight, and they had lost a significant number of their own already.His ears tinged with the noise and stirring of unrest that echoed through the realm.He watched with keen eyes from quite a distance, ancient deities, once revered and unchallenged, fought for themselves.The old gods who wielded more of classical might and elemental forces and ancient magic surged with power.Powers flew in the air just like he'd done, and his eyes roamed through the chaos for the one person he was interested in. The battle grew more intense, with swords slamming violently into each other, meeting with flesh and bones at intervals.Thunder clashed with the hum of lightning, and mystic wards
Chapter 168Ivan looked around at the bodies of his people splayed on the ground, his heart sank for them and his blood boiled with anger.“Ares!” He called. “Just the man I was hoping to see.” He said, smirking evilly as he walked towards me.“And why is that I wonder,” Ares asked, letting a smirk that matched his.Both men fought vigorously, Ivan felt the first blow and his head spun when he touched his side and felt the warm golden fluid that was his blood.Willing himself to stand, Ivan charges back at him, missing his arm by a margin.Ivan could tell he would lose, his arms were weak already and his knees felt like they would give way any moment.Applying pressure onto his side, he managed to get up on one knee, holding himself steady by digging the blade of his sword into the soft ground.His eyes opened wide in horror when he saw Ares charge towards him with a pained Expression, and his nose flared in anger.Unable to even move, Ivan closed his eyes and waited for the blow, bu
Chapter 169Ares stood outside the hospital room, Hermes had sent him away, but he was adamant, he had decided to wait outside until Hermes finally realized that.“You are still here?” Hermes said when he opened it to find Ares sitting just by it. He had probably asked one of the nurses for a chair or something.“Yes, I am still here.” Ares said, getting up to face him, “I really need to see him.” “Be quick!” Hermes said, a stern look on his face. “Thank you,” Ares said solemnly, walking past him and into the room.Ares approached Ivan's bed, his presence exuded a rare solemnity as he gazed upon Ivan, the man whose valor had clashed with his vicious self.With his gaze rendered on Ivan, his shoulders bowed under a cloak of humility.Ares sought to bridge the chasm between their groups that had been torn asunder, mainly by his selfishness.With slow, measured steps, Ares cleared his throat as he sat on the bedside chair that Hermes had occupied earlier.“Ivan” he called, his voice so
Chapter 170Vera sighed when they finally landed, she could feel the jet lag begin to kick in and her feet hurt so much she wanted to kick off her shoes and walk barefeet.“Hermes.” She greeted them when she spotted him among the sea of people that thronged the airport.“Vera, welcome.” Hermit greeted her with a smile, “You look tired, but happy to be back.” Hermes noticed.“I am exhausted but at the same time happy to be back,” Vera admitted.“Where is Ivan?” Vera asked, looking around. “Uhm…yeah about that,” Hermes said his time changing.“What is wrong with him?” Vera asked in a panicked tone. “Where is he?” She asked again.“Okay, calm down,” Hermes said, taking her hand and urging her on.“He is fine, a little battered, but he is alright,” Hermes said.“What do you mean when you say he is a little battered?” Vera asked. “Do not let it get to your head, he is fine and waiting for you at home,” Hermes said as they walked into the waiting car.Ivan lay on the couch, his heart and
Chapter 171Ares snuck into the hospital room when he saw Hermes drive off. He has been a pain in the ass for quite some time now.Keeping Ares as far from Sara as he could, but this was his chance. So when the opportunity had presented itself, Ares had snuck in to see her.“Ares” She called weakly from the bed when her eyes met his.Ares' mouth fell open when he saw her, his guilt was renewed when he realized he had caused this, he was the reason she was laying there strapped to so many machines.“Sara,” Ares called back, slowly approaching the bed, his feet heavy with the weight of battle waged and the toll it has exerted.Sara's eyes were trained on him, her spirit just as resilient as her body was frail and fragile.Her eyes bore the weariness of a thousand battles when she had just been in one, she looked up at Ares, who was now sitting at her side.“You know, the doctor said I might not get out of her, they would be too deep and had affected some vital organs,” Sara told him, no
Chapter 172The trip to Mexico was like a warm embrace of a foreign environment to Marilyn.She needed it but did not know until she had arrived. Although, it could not dispel the chill that lingered within her soul.Despite the vibrant colors, and lively rhythm of the place and people, the promise of escape did not bar the invisible shroud of sadness that seemed to lurk above her.Her steps were followed by a trail of heaviness that did not seem to leave her, casting a shadow on the picturesque landscape no matter what.Amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, the laughter, and camaraderie, unlike Vera and Catherine, she could not seem to adapt.Marilyn found herself frequently withdrawing into the recesses of her thoughts, away from her surroundings and the people in them.Often than not, she had found herself being called back to reality by Catherine or Vera, they even had to try to make her leave her room.“Marilyn!”“Aunt Marilyn?” “Marilyn!” Catherine called. It had been a re
Chapter 173Ares knew the other gods would not take his decision lightly, he had signed and sent that treaty without their knowledgeOf course, he was sure to meet some ruckus when he broke the news, but he was far from going back.He was not the Ares who would bend his rules to please anyone, he had done it once…or twice perhaps, and it had cost him tons.He figured it was time to take matters into his own hands and do what was right and just.The constant chaos and conflict were taking a toll on him and his people, whether they were ready to admit to it or not And he would be damned if he let it continue despite the obvious signs to let it go.His footsteps resounded as he walked into the vast and empty hallway that led to the arena.He walked into the grand Hall of the gods, amidst the great celestial opulence and grandeur that supersede anything the mortal realm could imagine.Ares could hear their silent whispers and not-so-quiet murmurs as he walked in.His eyes met Athena's, a
Chapter 174Hours turned into days, and Ivan's recovery was drastic and swift, surprising everyone.His wounds that had once been grave and debilitating were mended and in a place that defied all expectations.Vera was amazed, and her surprise echoed through the house silently as Ivan's strength returned.His resilience became a source of awe to Vera, who was the closest person to witness his remarkable recovery.With each passing day, his vigor returned even more and better than the last.His recovery was fueled by the determination that mirrored the unyielding spirit That had impelled him through battles.He could walk around the house, often with a certain amount of limp to his steps, and he could carry out simple tasks.Tasks that he had once been left to the mercies of others to do, he felt stronger and a little steadier.Just as his steps grew steadier, his laughter grew louder, gracing the walls of their home where sadness and concern had lingered not long before.His healing,