They were about to move, when what was about to happen, hit Angel.
"Wait, am I supposed to walk out of here in just my bra, and panties?" She asked in disgust.
She had been too occupied with starting a war with Vivian to realize the implications of Ares' suggestions.
His sweeping gaze rested on her, and after he was done with accessing, he suddenly found it difficult to take his eyes off her.
"Hello?" She snapped a finger across his face.
Ares cleared his throat, and withdrew his gaze.
"There's nothing wrong with it. You saw the path we walked through coming here. It was isolated. Besides, I already told Vivian to ensure no one makes the mistake of walking the path."
Angel snickered, and rolled her eyes.
Sensing some negative feelings festering, Ares lifted a brow. "What was that for?" He asked.
"Vivian doesn't like me," Angel replied plainly.
"Well that's a given." He shrugged.