Ares was fuming, Sparta the city that he created, helped and nourished was getting destroyed. He couldn't do anything because of the ancient laws. He lost hope until he saw one boy who found a hiding place, he knew he couldn't do anything but he knew that his aunt Hestia could. She could bring hope to him once more. He immediately flashed to Hestia's palace. What he didn't expect was his aunt waiting for him there, he looked to her and she nodded signaling she knew what was going on. When they got there they saw a boy no more the 9 years of age he saw us he knew it was us gods. So he came out of hiding and did the most unexpected thing he could of done he said to me "I'm ready to accept my punishment, for hiding like a coward while my brethren died". At this I smiled he was a true Spartan, I said to him "young one i'm not here to punish you a warrior must not always fight with his weapons but must also remember to use their head you knew you were outnumbered so you hid to live to fight another day". It is okay because Sparta will live within you, me and Hestia shall make you our champions so that one day you will get revenge on those who hurt you. So rise son of Sparta, Hound of War.