The god of war's gaze narrowed slightly, his piercing red eyes fixed intently on Aethera's face. He took another step closer, his movements deliberate, and replied, "To end this madness." His voice was low, even, but with an undercurrent of tension, like the quiet before a storm.
Aethera's gaze locked onto his, her eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity, as she whispered, "This has nothing to do with you… ah, it does, your son will die if you don't stop me, right?" she cackled maniacally, her voice rising to a frenzied pitch, as the orb that had now resembled a gigantic round portal of some sort, covered a section of the palace, casting an eerie, pulsating glow over the ruined landscape. "He made me do this, and now, I'll find him and destroy him."
The god of war's expression remained impassive, but a flicker of concern danced in his piercing red gaze, and he growled, "You wouldn't dare harm him, Aethera. You know the consequences."
