Nine months after the battle...
Zelian was trying to find a place, a place that has been haunting his dreams. A strange jet-black wolf always came to him in what looked like a giant wolf camp, and he had just fou d it. And he was just being surrounded by a bunch of guards. The lead guard looked at him.
"Get out. Before you get hurt." He ordered.
"Excuse me? I am a leader. I go as I please. And no one is hurting me." He retorted. "I am Zelian." He told him.
"Oh, god... fine. You want to see Beke? She is in camp. Follow me." He ordered.
When Zelian told Beke about his dreams, and she looked shocked. "Oh, you must be dreaming of Ares. No worries, Ares died over a year ago. Hmm... you look hurt. I'll get Nabara. Ares tried to murder her, and thought he succeeded, and was killed for it." She said as she left.
As Nabara brought Zelian to her den, she started mixing herbs. Zelian could see the giant scar on her throat. As he did, he remembered: he was Ares' reborn. "Oh my... i'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I was controlled by rage!" He blurted.