Cotys
Rhesus!
Rhesus
You have come looking for a fight, and we are happy to oblige. [to Hercules] Hercules, the son of Zeus. Your legend ends here.
Hercules
Look at me. Do I look afraid?
Rhesus
It is over, Cotys. Mount Asticus on your front, the woods at your back, and my troops outman you three to one. Surrender now, and we shall consider being merciful.
Sitacles
Men die who speak to my lord in such a manner.
Rhesus
You've made your choice.
