"Sorry about that, Abdan," Ares said. "I didn't mean for your troop to wait so long all for nothing." Ares and Abdan were eating breakfast together as the Riveans danced and sang around the area, still celebrating the victory against the foreign invader.
"It is no matter," Abdan replied. "It is fortunate that your warriors had come, much death was avoided."
Ares nodded. It was true enough that Heria, her Flaming Wolves and the hyenafolk that had appeared, managed to stave away a large amount of death that would have come from the lack of their presence. The Reptai especially, who had lost quite a few of their own warriors in order to come and get him…
Even now Ares could feel the guilt eat at him, though he tried not to think of it for the moment. He threw a look towards Abdan but then looked back down at the meat that had been seared for him. He tore it apart and then bit into it. It was soft and juicy, just how he wanted it, and there was a hint of spice to it too.
