"Zagryus!" Kate forced Hekate out of her body as she screamed his name and watched as his thick golden blood began to run down his wing. He fell to a knee but didn't make a sound, Enyo rose her dagger again but Kate wasn't about to let her hurt him a second time, her fire magick bubbled up and shot out of the palm of her hand straight into her face. The war goddess was blasted backward several yards with a snarl of pain and rage.
Kate ran to the kneeling Zagryus, "Are you okay?" she asked frantically putting her hands over his wounded wing. She was so focused on the wound that she didn't notice Zagryus begin to change until the pallor of his wings began to fade from an emerald color to an almost sickly green. She turned and looked at his face, the cheeks had sunken in, and his green eyes began to darken until they looked almost black.
"Step away from him, Kate," Ares said in a low warning tone.
"Screw you," she yelled turning to glare at him.
