“Zeus stabs the sky with thunderbolts and batters the Persian ships...”

[As the Persian ships are struck by a thunderstorm]

Zeus stabs the sky with thunderbolts and batters the Persian ships with hurricane wind! Glorious. Only one among us keeps his Spartan reserve. Only he ... only our King.

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Dilios We do what we were trained to do. What we were bred to do. What we were born to do. Dilios They have served the dark will of Persian kings for five hundred years. Eyes as dark as night, teeth filed to fangs. Soulless. The personal guard to King Xerxes himself. The Persian warrior elite. The deadliest fighting force in all of Asia: the Immortals. Dilios They shout and curse, stabbing wildly; more brawlers than warriors. They make a wondrous mess of things. Brave amateurs – they do their part.