As soon as she called his name in such distress as thier Ichor blossomed through them, the crystal before them cracked dramatically.  The cracks though continued through the floor, Ares quickly pulled out of her before scooping her up and backing away as the crystalized ground around the central shard began to glow as lava began to push through.  Placing her down on a convienient sideways crystal, letting her compose herself as he did as well.  Affixing his clothing, he watched as fire shot from the ground, shattering more of the shards surface.  Thick lava welled up forming a dias of sorts as the pillar melted down, leaving only Hephaestus' prone form floating comfortably on top.<br/><br/>Stepping forward, Ares glanced back at Calista with a slight smile.  She didnt have to know he had used an inferior quality sword, he couldnt pass up the chance to be with her.  He couldnt do so with her mother either, no matter how much such disrupted Immortal politics.  Stepping up closer, he waved his hand, bleeding off the extra heat deep into the earth to make it safe for Calista.  The chamber filled with tropical heat and smokey fumes.  The lava quickly cooled forming a roughly hewed black rock.  The fires from his shattered sword still alighting the still intact crystaline surroundings.<br/><br/>Glancing back at Calista, he nodded toward her.  "Hes broken free, but is still unconscience.  He must have lashed out on a purely emotional, instinctual level."  Using his incredible strength to pry free a chunk of the mantle which still smoked in his hand, he rubbed his hand over it until it shaped itself into rather large broad, blade-like, brassy structure about the size of a stretcher.  Picking up his brother, he laid him onto it before stepping back.  The room was cooling enough for Calista to approach, which he allowed her to do.  Afterwards, he would be able to 'float' the sword he had manifested out of here with barely a wave of his hand.