They had all heard the screams from the living room but they hadn't thought much of it. The elves were familiar with Theseus' and Allias' dramatic relationship, the ups and downs the fight, everything so they could make up again and act like nothing happened. So Ea and Ares were sitting on the bed, silently conversing and considering their next steps while Mark was helping Amelia pick up the remaining trash and clean up the place.
It wasn't until the moment Joe's voice reached their ears that they moved. First it was Ares who rushed out followed by Ea. They were the ones to witness the horrid scene first. Ares pulled Ea in his embrace and hid him, sheltering from the image of the man he admired the most, dead on the ground. Ea began crying while Ares looked at his brother, his lips partially parted.
"Oh my god" Mark exclaimed and placed his palms in front of his lips.
