"We are finally done." Ea said with a relieved sigh as he plopped on the bed of the guestroom. "I am dead."
"You can't be more dead than the lord downstairs." Ares joked as he undid his shirt. Both of them were bloody and dirty from all of this work and Ares felt disgusted in his own skin. "I am going to bathe." He told Ea and the smaller elf shook his palm telling him to go. Ares entered the bathroom closing the door behind him and soon Ea heard the water dripping. It would take a while for him to fill up the huge bath tub.
