(ELYN) The spirit looked disgusting. Ares grunted as he grabbed my shoulder, shaking me. "Stop. Stop brandishing your sword, you-" he didn't finish it. It was a good thing, too, or I would have intentionally cut him off. "I was trying to help you," I said with an indignant scowl, and Ares looked at me, his eyes mocking. The fucker was laughing at me. I could do so much worse if I just had a bow and an arrow. I just hadn't learned how to use the sword. One day, I would, and then I would show him... "Goddess must save me if I ever need any actual help from you!" Ares said with a shake of his head and I grumbled. "You are such a tight-arsed, supercilious jerk, Ares Kincaid." I said with a resentful frown which earned me a chuckle. "Yeah, don't you just love how tight my ass is? Isn't that why you want to do things..." he waggled his brows as we stared at the thing together. “Fuck you,” I hissed at Ares. He sounded so damn smug, the bastard. “Oh, you would like that, won’t you?
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