He snorts again, stamping his foot on the ground, obviously not very happy.

She doesn't seem to be under the sirens' magic anymore. Almost drowning can cause that, even if they don't stop signing.

Well, they hadn't stopped singing yet.

If she comes back to her senses and they're still singing, she'll just end up under the magic again. But for now, her ears and ringing and she's a bit dazed, which is preventing the magic from affecting her.

He tries dragging her away again

She absentmindedly moves him away, though not fiercely like she'd done before, and tries to stand on her own, but she just stumbles and falls.

Not to mention that her shoulder's still hurt. Ares tries to help her onto his back so he can get her away quickly

She blinks, her ears still ringing but her other senses starting to come back to her. She stands and this time stays standing, picks up her satchel, and climbs onto his back just as her hearing starts to return.

He lunges off into the forest after Grim and Lise.

The land on this side of the river was a far cry from the eerie gray forest of the wild fey. Rather than colors being faded and washed out, everything was overly vibrant and vivid. The trees were too green, the flowers screamingly colorful. Leaves glittered, razor-sharp in the light, and petals flashed like jewels as they caught the sun. It was all very beautiful. However, everything seemed...fake somehow, as if this was a fancy coating over reality as if they weren't looking at the real world at all.

Isiea is practically already snoring. She's been doing stuff pretty much all day and almost got eaten twice. She's quite tired.