She carried a sword slung at her waist but she didn't bother to draw it, instead standing behind Ares as he fought, as always standing behind her love and driving away the spirits of death. Years of practice had her attuned to him in battle, however, leaving her to focus her attention on the fanatics. She'd long ago lost patience with zealots.
Careful only to affect their targets, she played with their emotions, pulling from them the passion they had for their bigotry and whenever it was it stemmed from. Love really did make the world go round, and without it, those affected lacked the energy to offer much of a fight back.