Ares tried to give a step forward. That was his intention. However, when he did it, he felt again that excruciating pain in his ankle.
'I want to face these things... I want to fight them, even if I only use my fists. But... my feet don't move. It just won't move no matter what… Is there something wrong with me? Why am I acting like this? I thought that my determination and will were unshakable before. I was willing to go through hell and get back if needed, just to achieve my goals. Where is that determination now? Was I just deceiving myself?'
Ares gritted his teeth in frustration, looking around and trying to find anything that could motivate him again, but to no avail. There were just a bunch of confused trainees and some impotent Guardians that were too busy to help.