When Parker steps between Ares and Kerkley, a position that is difficult to maintain as the combatants move faster than you can, he is almost over powered with feelings of rage and hatred. The holy sword seems to hum as if it would shatter if struck in the right place. If Ares sees you he gives no sign.
Moments later, with no flash, Baervan and his raccoon are beside you. "Come my friends, this battle has little to do with you now and you need not lose your lives to this thug."
Ares snaps the spearhead down on Sif's head like a mace, leaving her staggered, and whirls on you. "Do not touch them runt. They will serve me in Hades until I am satisfied."
Baervan makes no move, though his companion lets out a dutiful snarl, but appears unintimidated. "Your feud with Asgard has gone on so long perhaps this bloodletting was inevitable but you are not so foolish as to raise your spear against me. Already mighty Tyr knows of what you have done and when his eiheneiar have swept away the fiends your servants will be next. Sif's husband will arrive even sooner and then you will be overmatched. Strike me down in spite and I doubt even your own pantheon will shelter you; Olympus will be besieged by all the celestial planes !
Baervan raises his spear east: "See, even now Thor comes to aid and avenge his beloved." Parker can see the most intense thunderstorm he has ever seen racing towards you.
Ares spear wavers for a moment but as Sif recovers he whirls and drives the lance into her side again. She collapses but does not expire. "I will drown all of you in her blood; make Thor watch as I make a trophy of her golden haired skull! I will . . ." His next words are cut short by an arrow that pierces his left shoulder. He spins and ducks just in time to avoid another but a third strikes him in the hip.
Baervan's face takes on a satisfied smile. "Fool, did you think me false? You know the pact among all The Elder Children. See, the Lord of the Dawn comes. Even Zeus could not protect you. If you are lucky Corellon will take pity on you and save you from Thor. But I doubt it."
Ares crouches behind his shield but reverses his spear and pierces Baervan once above his belt. The gnome staggers back but does not fall. Before Ares can strike again, in a blink or less, between he and Baerevan there is a tall, regal elf. His eyes are like glowing sapphires and he is arrayed in mithril armor, sword and spear; a longbow and quiver upon his back. Baervan mutters while clutching his wound, "your timing is excellent as ever my lord."
Ares's eyes narrow and for the first time his guard exceeds his attack. His spear strikes out from behind his crescent shield but Corellon knocks it aside each time. "Coward! You fear me!"
"Your deeds are not mine to avenge, but I shall see that you remain to be held to account."
Ares makes three attempts to move around Corellon to get at you but his path is blocked each time. After the last Corellon sheathes his sword and nods again to the east and Ares turns to face a massive red bearded figure. Corellon casts a rainbow barrier between the group of you and Ares and begins to tend to the wounded.
What follows is violence the likes of which neither Kerkley nor Parker could have imagined. All around, outside the barrier, the air is lit by lightning, the ground cracks and then seals, the weather changes by the moment. Where Ares steps the already trampled grass blackens and dies. When Mjolnir passes the air leaves a contrail in its wake. It only lasts a few moments and just as quickly as it began Ares is crushed to the ground, his body and head shattered and ruptured.
Thor gives a bow and salute to Corellon and lifts Sif and Verconis' wounded bodies far more gently than you would expect given what you just witnessed. He dissappears in a flash of lightning.
Corellon turns to you. Word has already been sent to your lord Avoreen, Keeper Andest. He will bring your companions to meet the celestial armies. I will send you there now unless you have other needs.
