Ares like any other respectable elf royal had his own special set of skills that had known they existed from a very young age. He had trained hard and given his all when he was a child, with many instructors and teachers above his little head scolding him and shouting at him to learn, to focus to be strong because he, one day would be sitting on the Disee throne.
The years passed and indeed such a promising young man had a lot to offer. Not only with his intellect and outer appearance but with the strength of his magic powers too. Skillful in the arts of the sword and close combat Ares didn't seem to fall short to his older brother in many of that. Actually saving him while he fought with these hunters he too was a very powerful force.