Hekate looked at Ares and Deimos attacking the god Kate cared so much about, each throwing their weight at him and tackling his lean body to the ground only to have to jump back when he began to suck their immortality from them. Assesing her surroundings she saw Oliver's body still laying on the ground, "Take Oliver and get out of here, now," Hekate told him as she pulled her magick to the surface gripping it tightly before she began to make her way toward the god she had spent thousands of years running from.
"Ares," she shouted to get his attention but the god ignored her as he threw a dagger at Zagryus, she pulled on her magick and sent a ball of water directly at his head. It hit its mark and soaked the god's head, he turned around is face dripping with water his eyes flaring red until he realized it wasn't Kate anymore. The look of longing and desperation that came over her made her skin crawl.
