Ares flew back and left another ugly scar on the grass. He sat up with a growl. "The had better hope he doesn't get too roughed up because he's going to be when I'm done with him."
While Thor helped Iron Man to his feet, Ares eyed the small shed. The axe he found inside wasn't anywhere near as comforting a weight as the one he used in battle, but with his godly force behind it and he ran and swung it was sure to do some damage.