Another arrow struck Ares in his chest, sending a piercing pain through his stomach. He winced and then raised a hand, but he could find no strength to will anything. A third arrow hit in near his heart and Ares stumbled backwards. He winced and closed his eyes, falling back as he accepted his loss.
This should be enough. The Reptai can continue on from this. Reptai and Xan, together they'll be able to retake the fort. Then whenever the Riveans arrive they'll be able to deal with whatever issues arise from then on. That should work, or at least that were Ares' thoughts on the matter.
"Ares!"
It was Torak's voice. Torak was someone that Ares could trust to deal with the matter well enough. If it was in Torak's hands, then the fort would be fine.
"Ares! Wake up!"
Torak needed to relax. What was his problem? Ares wanted to sleep and he did not appreciate anyone trying to wake him up.
Then Ares awoke.
He opened up his eyes. He looked up to see Torak staring down at him.
