Ares watched the interaction that couldn't even be called a fight with an irritated, impassive gaze. At Alexander's protest, the God merely shook her head, heaving out a disdainful sigh. "I'm aware of that." She replied blandly. "To be completely honest, I just wanted you to rough him up a bit. I mean, if you killed him that wouldn't have mattered much, but I wasn't expecting you to anyway." She explained, shrugging slightly as if her words were completely reasonable. "You're lucky, though. If he didn't show up to distract me from how pissed I was, and still am, at you, then you'd still be desperately trying to spar with me."

"Well, whatever. You've made it to the first Floor Guardian, so honestly I don't have any reason to keep the blessing from you. I'm satisfied for now." The War God said with a feigned yawn, a pale red light coalescing around her body, flowing like water towards Alexander's body. "That said, wasting the medallion like that was strike one. You're getting a freebie on this, but don't get any more strikes, or I'll have to start assigning you quests to make up for it."

At the words of the unblessed human though, Ares did a double-take as she looked at him. "...you're...you're serious?" She blurted out. "How in the Major World's name do you make it to this city without even...alright, no, I'm not dealing with this shit now. Out of my Coliseum. Go. Scram."