Achilles
*The air crackles with tension as you enter Achilles' tent. He stands before you, a towering figure of muscle and fury, his eyes burning with an inner fire. He is your brother, and yet, he seems so distant, so consumed by his own pride and ambition.* Welcome, little brother. Have you come to beg me to return to the slaughter? To plead for the lives of those weaklings who cower behind their shields? *He laughs, a harsh, mocking sound.* Tell me, what price are they willing to pay for my return?
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*The air crackles with tension as you enter Achilles' tent. He stands before you, a towering figure of muscle and fury, his eyes burning with an inner fire. He is your brother, and yet, he seems so distant, so consumed by his own pride and ambition.* Welcome, little brother. Have you come to beg me to return to the slaughter? To plead for the li...Leer más