"No, Joe would never do something like that. I am sure of it" Allias mumbled, while staring at Ares, stunned. He was so surprised, his voice rough from crying that he couldn't really say anything else. He hadn't been there; he didn't know what happened but at the same time he didn't want to believe it. He had placed all of his hopes on him.
"Open your eyes! This kid is not special. He is like everyone else, a hateful human! Since the wolves messed everything up your dream is dead. It has always been. Now, this is all that has been left." Ares shouted.
He had been a fool, how could he place his hopes on a teenage human and a hunter on top of that? He had been a hopeless dreamer once wishing for a peace he could never acquire. Now all he had was his lover's body, as his soul was leaving, his mind in a frenzy, desperate about what he should do to save him.