Melpomene thought about reminding him that Hecate had put wards on the place to stop anyone doing just that, but that would be throwing a wet blanket over her own fun, too. "Why slay everyone?" she asked, moving closer. "The beauty is in the survivors. You need to leave... one, maybe two, but one would be better. Now, who..." she turned around, so she and Ares were facing the same way, the bare expanse of her back exposed to him.