king agamemnon sent me. he needs --
but my lord -- it is morning. achilles frowns. he stands and walks naked to the tent flap, holds it open and stares at the empty encampment.
they're waiting for you.
are the stories about you true? they say your mother is an immortal goddess.
they say you can't be killed.
the thessalonian you're fighting -- he's the biggest man i've ever seen. achilles mounts the boy's horse.
i wouldn't want to fight him.