Surprisingly, Rhino collapsed as Elira mounted his back.  An odd development, since the Superspy should not have enough mass nor momentum to achieve such a result, but there it was, a titan falling forward onto his face.   The fall made the room shake, and suddenly the scent of burnt flesh filled the room. The explosion destroyed his calf badly and one of his feet fell off completely. Blood was leaking out of the gaping hole. A pathetic groan escaped the man's throat as he went into shock.<br/><br/>"Abit more painful than balls of web, isn't it?" Ares asked without a hint of compassion or empathy. "You're so used to fighting superpowered weakling that you forgot the pain and fear of fighting real warriors."  Even without Ares saying anything, it was clear the battle is over. Rhino can only crawl forward in fear, not even sure where he is going.   "Mercy.." he begged.<br/><br/>"That was C4. Nothing fancy, no alien technology, no Starktech gizmo. Just pure old cyclotrimethylene trinitramine" Ares continued his monologue, showcasing his knowledge of all things war-related, something that might be odd coming from someone whose weapon of choice is an Axe.  "Now, this" he said, producing a wooden box. Inside is four heavy caliber pistols. "Is the desert eagle. It's heavy. It's Loud. It has a hell of a recoil. It's my kind of gun..and now these four mortals are going to show you the difference between superheroes and true warriors..true warriors don't win battles only to let their enemy live in comfort with free food and lodging inside these so-called 'prisons'..go on children, it may take alot of bullets to get through his thick skull, but we have  ammo to spare"<br/><br/>Realization dawned over Rhino's eyes and he looked up like a deer caught in a headlight. "But..but you can't do this! This..this is..Murder! You're the good guys!"<br/><br/>The God of war merely tilted his head. "Said who?"