It appears as though the dog Paris and his protector Hektor have returned to the battlefield. Though the battle has ended this day, Hektor still wishes for a duel with the best. Our best was Achilles but the stubborn fool is nowhere near the battlefield. Everyone knows that Hector is the best of the Trojans. Our confidence in having victory over this duel is little. Menelaos appears to be the only Achaean that has spirit to accept but Agamemnon has intercepted and exempt Menelaos of his eagerness. Alas, I have won the right to this battle. Hektor proves as a worthy opponent for me. Our exchanges seem to be almost equal. If only the day was longer, I am sure I could have won! Regardless, I have made a friend this day.
"Aias, seeing that God has given you strength, stature and wisdom also, and with the spear you surpass the other Achaians, let us now give over this fighting and hostility for today; we shall fight again, until the divinity chooses between us, and gives victory to one or the other." -Hektor
The battle came to a tie for Hektor was a formidable warrior. Regardless, Zeus must be angered at me by the sight of our exchange of intellect. Anything that is not a victory, is a loss and Zeus punishes the Achaeans for my battle. I should have fought with greater spirit and might. I vow I will win next time. And next time no longer will Zeus rain down lightning on my men! Run! With this signal from Zeus as a sign of which army he has chosen to aid, all Achaeans must retreat back to the fortifications!
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