In the distance Ares could see that the Reptai had dropped, one by one, like dominos. Shadowy figures descended upon them, black like the void. There were only three of them, yet as they moved they left a trail of death behind.
Ares summoned a spear and then turned it to lightning, the crackle of which betrayed his position. The three beings stopped, frozen in their tracks, before they all shifted their attention to Ares.
"Well damn, aren't you guys those Silent fellows?" Ares asked as he then tossed the lightning to one of them, though he had missed. "What the hell are you guys doing?"
Then they flew towards him, like missiles through the air. Ares still felt quite heavy and slow from exerting himself, and he still hadn't rest properly since feeling such a way. He managed to catch a blade with his spear, but another sunk it's way deep into his stomach. He grunted in pain as he shifted to his phoenix form, yet his healing wasn't quite as quick as he wanted it to be.
