Wonder Woman: .. it is the readiness for a war apparent to no one but myself .. it is the war of purity of isolation.. for ares meets me here.. as a shadow and as a snuffed out candle.. as macbeth's candle ares meets me here.. I am unhappy in my solitude but ares meets me here..

ares: .. I enough to war a nightingale.. to war a mockinbird which can't be killed.. I am a servant forever to forces dark inside me.. the catacombs of hate drive my soul.. like ravens.. like ravens which know how to hate.. such is my soul..

wonder woman: such is my soul even more.. a soul that can hate.. is diana's soul...