Unlike Ares, she dressed in the traditional attire of the Roman Legion, strips of metal fastened together over a knee-length woolen tunic. Red fabrics hung over her shoulders and there was a type of feral beauty that encaptured her features, like the smirking face of an unruly and short-haired woman: entirely agitating, yet possessing a certain attraction that could motivate others to her cause, or simply stare in a daze.