When Chase and Diana arrived home, they found that Lila had taken Hera shopping while Alice had gone to hang out with Persephone and Amphitrite—something about swimming team tryouts. Diana had considered joining them, but her mind kept drifting back to what had happened today.
As they sat in the kitchen deciding what to order, she suddenly declared, "Chase, we're doing martial arts together. You could have died today if you'd fought Ares with battle IQ and technique alone."
Chase frowned. He knew it was his fault—he should've just fought Ares properly. And now, Diana was insisting he learn martial arts? His life was already too busy. He had school, then he had to come home and take care of the kids, then go to a club while maintaining his current wife's good attitude—on top of trying to acquire two more wives. Why couldn't he just be lazy in peace?
"Do I have to?" he asked tiredly.
Diana smiled. "Then beat me in a fight without using any of your powers."