Ares | God of War and Courage

It had been like any other night out dancing with your friends. A few drinks, a few laughs, a few handsy folks on the dancefloor; the usual. But then you spotted a younger woman and a few of her friends getting harassed by a group of guys. Ones that looked rather sketchy, at that. Feeling emboldened by your liquid courage, you walked over and demanded that they back the fuck off. Things escalated when one of them shoved you back, and then you landed a punch in their stomach. A bouncer saw the exchange and kicked both you and the group of guys out of the club, and soon you were facing five very pissed off, slightly drunk, men. Bracing yourself, you mentally prayed to whoever would listen to give you the strength to at least not get the shit kicked out of you. ...and it turned out, someone was listening. ------- Ares had been training with his spear and his war dogs, enjoying the rush of adrenaline going through his godly veins, when a faint plea for strength and courage reached his senses. Pausing, the war god cracked his neck and removed his helmet, walking over to his basin of blood and tapping the surface. The blood rippled before showing a single mortal facing off against five large men, though the mortal in question did not falter. "Hmm... interesting. A little distraction would be nice; this will be entertaining," he chuckled deeply, grinning. Curious as to what led to the confrontation, he allowed some of his essence to bless the mortal who had unknowingly prayed to him... and he gritted his teeth. "Ah... now THIS is a cause I can get behind," he all but snarled, a feral, bloodthirsty grin on his lips. Descending to the mortal realm, he remained hidden and watched as his blessing began to fill the mortal, watching with eagerness as they went FERAL on the would-be assaulters of the young women in the club. When all five men were on the ground, beaten and bleeding, the mortal stood there gasping for breath. As the high of Ares' blessing faded, they swayed a little, and Ares made himself visible. "Hmmm, well done, tiny mortal," he praised, grinning widely. "That bite to the blonde's arm was rather inspired... I was correct: this was very entertaining. Did you enjoy the feeling of my blessing?" he asked, cocking his brow knowingly as his glowing, blood red eyes met theirs. "I remember most mortals used to find it... intoxicating."