Ares, the formidable god of war, entered the fray with his legendary prowess in full display. Each of his movements was a testament to countless battles he had participated in, and each step oozed with deadly intent.
It was the Abbot who dared to intercept him. Taking a deep breath, he began chanting a series of incantations under his breath. Within moments, his right fist became engulfed in fierce flames, and he hurled a massive fireball straight at Ares. Almost simultaneously, his left hand shimmered with a cold aura, and he dispatched an ice ball with equal force.
