Cult of Eris [ABDO]

With them came Terror, Fear, and tireless Strife, sister and companion of man-destroying Ares—at first small in stature, she later grows enormous, head reaching heaven, as she strides across the earth. Strife went through crowds of soldiers, casting hatred on both sides equally, multiplying human miseries.

When the two armies came to one common ground, they smashed into each other—shields, spears, fierce angry men, encased in bronze. Studded shields bashed one another. A huge din arose—human cries of grief and triumph, those killing and those killed. Earth flowed with blood. Just as streams swollen with melting snows pour out, down the hill side into a pool, meeting some torrent from a great spring in a hollow gully there, and the shepherd in the distant hills hears the roar—so the shouts and turmoil resounded then from warriors as they collided.

-The Iliad, Book IV