Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...
Atalanta
That was fun.
...eighteen, nineteen, twenty. 20 pirates at two gold pieces a head, minus the headless ones. Let's see.
Not a bad night.
You see how the pirates ran? My story softened their resolve!
Their resolve must be broken, Iolaus. When you speak the legend of Hercules, make it bigger, scarier! The more they believe Hercules is truly the son of Zeus, the less like they are to fight.
Amphiaraus
[stokes the fire]
Aye.
Amphiarus.
Amphiaraus
Hmm?
Care to join us here on Earth?
Amphiaraus
A lion and a crow in strange alliance, fighting across a sea of corpses.


