Ares element was earth... but not just any earth.  Metal.  The ultimate tool of war.  His will and focus manifested it usually in the shape of swords or blades... in any size or number or cofiguration he desired.  At the market in Calista's presence he has manifested a sheering wall of swords with but a flick of his will.  Add this to his incredible speed and power... and all battle was only a dance to him.  A fun and frenzied release of creative energies.<br/><br/>Hermes let go of her caduceus which floated in place right beside him as he clapped ethusiasticly.  "Oh yes.  Most impressive.  Yes... quite thrilling.  But... did you forget about the miasmas they give off..." he said after disappearing two or three times by different harpy corpses as they began to rot so quickly.  Foilage around them already beginning to yellow... poisoned by the rotting corpses of the vile beasts.  Harpies were always known as filthy beasts... always smelled horrific... but this pitched battle would probably end up blighting up to half of this island.<br/><br/>Ares glanced aside, seeming to dismiss the talkative brat.  "I leave such details for others to worry about."  Glancing toward Calista he focused on only her to answer her questions.  "I go where the battle is found.  This place... its like my own personal game reserve.  Your 'other' father.  Last I saw of him you two left together, father and daughter reunited, in a streak of fire.  I have to say, I was a bit touched," he said with a slight smirk.  He expected the two went and made up and he wouldnt see her for another decade or two.  That was why he was so surprised by happening upon her this way.<br/><br/>"Look at it.  Already... for one foot around each harpy... there is only putrid vegetation.  My goodness... how can you stand there and flirt that way... with all this decay," Hermes chimed in.  Disappearing and reappearing around the clearing.  Mesmerized by the carnage Ares had wrought.<br/><br/>Ares eyes never left Calista's.  He didnt even seem to notice anything Hermes said.  He stepped closer to her.  "Hephaestus is here?  Heh," he couldnt help but ponder.  He wanted to tarry by Calista's side for a while.  Perhaps they could side step the hyperactive imp during one point of the quest.  Also the very thought of having to rescue his brother couldnt help but bring a smile to his face.  "I cant leave you with this..." he glanced back at Hermes who seemed to be mearsing the destruction... waiting to announce when the 'deathsphere' reached two feet from each corpse.  "Besides... there may be more glory to be wrung from this island," he said before reaching up to touch the side of her shoulder... in an almost camradery way.  Of course, he knew when a woman wanted him... hed seen that look many times on Aphrodite's face.