<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“No fire…” His eyes then flicked to Johnny briefly. “No REAL fire…” He then turned his head to peer over his shoulder and then returned his cheek to the ax arm. “No corpses…no intruders…no bomb…and especially…no war…”<br/><br/>John’s eyes rolled up to the ceiling as though he were staring back into his thoughts. He looked pretty calm. He might have just let the whole situation slide…not. With the shrug of his shoulder, the ax effortlessly was clutched in both of his hands at a position similar to how a soldier would hold his rifle: port arms. John’s eyes lowered from the ceiling and his frown became ever menacing.<br/><br/>“The Great Ares, God of War was roused from his bed by an imp and his pup? Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha…NO! It is war that rouses me, and although I see no war, there will be one to compensate!”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>That is my favorite post of the game so far!