Ares raised his arms as though ready to embrace the enemy. He glanced between the hyenafolk and then the lionfolk.
The lionfolk leader had then forced his army to shift their position, he himself rode alongside a few of his mounts towards Ares, though keeping formation with the rest of the army as he did so.
The hyenafolk were chattering away with one another, not yet reacting to the lionfolk moving.
The lionfolk leader threw a glance back towards to check before then approaching Ares on his mount.
Ares raised a hand. "That's far enough," he said.
The lionfolk leader did not listen. 'I suppose I have no choice then…' Ares then pointed a finger to the sky and the earth in front of him began to shift around to form a small earth wall, which stopped the lionfolk's advance.
"And so, why are you my enemy?" The lionfolk man beat a fist against his chest.
"You are my enemy, and so I shall treat you accordingly," Ares said.
"What have I done to earn such a right."
