"Come oooon!" Ares shouted, stepping into Apollo, swinging to keep him on the back foot and prevent him from getting too evasive. He was starting to feel more confident of victory, and it made him get cocky, because Apollo got him in the side of the knee so his leg buckled, and then stars burst behind his eye as he received an absolute rattler on a hit to the face. He fell back, shaking his head to pull it together. Blood was dripping into his eye and he snarled, determined to draw blood on his opponent too.
After that it got nastier, fists and feet flying, blood splattering in the dust. Ares headbutted Apollo right on the bridge of the nose, causing a burst of blood from the beautiful god's face. They were both growing tired, and the roar of the crowd ebbed and flowed like waves as one or the other got a good hit in.