Ares flipped through a book as he sat out on the balcony of his apartment. Like many others he too was puppet master and had manged to summon very lively puppets. As he read the young superhero archer Artemis sat across from him in her civilian clothes cleaning and inspecting her arrows and other gear. Inside the independent servant Archer laid upon Ares' couch waiting for something to do. Now that he had though about it he hadn't seen his remaining puppets all day. 

"Artemis, have you seen Gamagoori or Katarina?" Before the blonde even had a chance to answer a fly buzzed by Ares' ear and attempt to land on his shoulder. It didn't make it that far. Like a flash of lightning a crimson blade bisected the fly with accurate precision.

"Disease-ridden vermin shall never touch my lord!!!" Katarina screamed into the sky while Gamagoori doing his weird size manipulation trick managed to barely squeeze his large frame out of the balcony door. "Let it be known that not a single fly will touch Lord Caster as long as I, Ira Gamagoori, draw breath!!"

Artemis rolled her eyes and went back to cleaning her bow. "There they are." Her response causing Ares to chuckle a bit.