Ares would be growling if he could be heard. He pointed a finger at Apollo again, more insistently, and when that didn't get the response he wanted, he shoved his middle finger up in Apollo's face, although without touching him. He turned back to Hecate and pointed at his throat, mouthing, "NOW" at her. There was a small crowd of onlookers now, watching the events play out with amusement and curiosity.
Marcie watched them, her gaze drawn to Hecate. How did the woman contain so much power? She could take peoples' voices and turn them into sparrows? She hadn't know anyone could actually do that. She glanced up at Melpomene to see if she seemed surprised at all.