"Neigh—"
"Uh..."
The bronze chariot raced through the sky, the four divine horses galloping relentlessly.
Holding the dismembered arm of the Goddess of Beauty, Ares was burning with anxiety.
In the mortal realm, humans differed from one another, and so did the gods.
Especially after the Ancient Gods, who symbolized parts of the world, were born, the new gods appeared particularly distinct, with Aphrodite being a prime example.
Whether it was due to the influence of her godhood or other factors, the embodiment of love and beauty was naturally not meant to possess a strong physique. Her divine body was indeed much more fragile than other deities.
Having her arm severed by a single sword strike was not surprising, yet for most deities, it wasn't considered a significant injury. If it were Ares himself, it might have triggered his godhood, making him fight even fiercer with the surge of blood.
However, when it happened to Aphrodite, she fainted on the spot, only waking up now.