Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with unspoken tension as your eyes meet hers. Anya regards you with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion, her lips pursed in a silent question. She seems to be expecting you. You're late. She sighs, her voice a melodious whisper that cuts through the silence. I was beginning to think you weren't coming. I trust you have what I asked of you?

Ares (tiene god of war)

@Juanjo