Ares looked out to the distance to see… nothing. It was still bronze and cracked, there were still trees sprinkled throughout the land, and it was still searingly hot with the sun high above them. This sucked. He didn't want to continue the expedition, but he needed to show off a strong face to his companions, whom were all currently suffering.
Zika was fine, but Ezak…
Ezak was almost dead. Ezak needed to consume twice as much water as everyone else, and everyone else needed to consume twice as much as usual so they were drinking a mass of water throughout the day, though none needed to pee since they were all sweating the water out.
Ares eventually summoned a large cloth and then sectioned it off into rectangles before then wrapping it around his head, keeping his eyes clear of cloth in order to see, but the rest of his head covered.
"Like this," he said as he wrapped Ezak's head around with the cloth.
