They soared over the forest, Kate gripped Zagryus' arms her nails digging into his skin. She was still trying to get her bearings. The last thing she remembered before coming back was the feel of the cold metal from Ares' dagger slicing across her throat. Then nothing, darkness, cold, and confusion until she had been called back by a large warm feeling inside her chest. When she had come to she had had the weirdest sensation, her mind had been empty. In the last twenty years she hadn't had a peaceful moment of silence in her head, she wasn't sure how she felt about it.
Scanning around she saw the goddess using her air magick to soar through the air after them.
"Huh, I didn't know she could fly," she muttered to herself and Zagryus flapped his emerald wings strongly.
