"It's going to be rather difficult to capture all of your men and take you. Still, I can't let so many of you flee away, after all, you know too much after all." He could hear a few soldiers beginning to shift. "If any of you leave, I won't promise you that I'll show you mercy." He stated and then water flooded across them and then swayed them towards Ares. He kept a blade at the Commander, a soft smile on his face.
He peered passed the Commander to the beastfolk. "You seem rather uncomfortable. Let's get you untied, shall we?" He asked, raising a hand and then dropped down a handful of spears near them.
A soldier stepped back, startled, and he was whipped with a water tendril across the face. "No moving. Don't worry, I won't be killing any of you, yet." Ares said, his voice as sweet as sugar, though the darkness could not be understated.
"So. Diplomacy. Let's see…" Ares said as he began to hum quietly. "You say you're useful to me alive? How so?"
