Ares fallowed side by side with the woman that claimed his heart as well as his mind. "A war didn't do this...no...This was dark demonic magic." He put out as he marched out with her at her side. He bent down to moved the dirt off the grotesque face. "I feel your people in this Brunhilde." It was less of an accusation and more an observation. What did this radiated the very same magic that animated asgard.