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Perhaps the right cause

might finally reconcile you.

Mother!

Arius.

- You're Hercules.

- That's right.

My name is Arius. I know

all your Labors by heart.

You killed the giant

Geryon with a single blow,

- cleaned the Augean stables in one night.

- Hercules is probably tired.

And the Labor of the Hide,

and the Labor of the Mares.

That's enough, Arius. Come along.

Stay away from him. Men who

deal in violence attract violence.

But he's Hercules. He's no

mere mortal. He's the greatest!

Lord Cotys will see you now.

Have you ever met royalty, Hercules?

Once or twice.

Father!

Megara.

Welcome home, my love.

Hercules!

Whenever I'm here, I imagine this

is what Elysium must look like.

Well, men like us have the means to

create our own paradise on Earth.

Look. Magnificent, aren't they?

Well, do not keep us in suspense.

Are we safe from the monster Hydra?

The Hydra's heads, Your Majesty.

The masks of serpents.

No wonder men thought

they were monsters.

You've done your sovereign

a great service. Come.

Let the people have their hero.

All hail King Eurystheus.

And the mighty protector

of Athens, Hercules!

Hercules! Hercules! Hercules!

A man faced with such adoration might

be tempted to think himself a god.

I only want to be a

husband and a father.

Lord Cotys awaits.

Hercules.

Welcome.

An honor to host such a legend.

Lord Cotys.

But in legend, you fight alone.

My reputation would not

exist without my comrades.

Autolycus of Sparta.

Tydeus of Thebes.

Atalanta of Scythia.

Iolaus of Athens.

- And Amphiaraus of Argos.

- Amphiaraus?

The famed seer of Argos.

It is said you have

glimpsed your own death,

so you fight each battle knowing

that it is not yet your time to die.

What else can you tell of the future?

Only what the gods see fit to reveal.

A shame. It would have been a great

gift to know the outcome of this war.

The gods can be frustrating

sometimes, Lord Cotys.

With respect, I fear that the task ahead

might not be suitable for a woman,

even if she is an Amazon warrior.

I stand corrected.

When the kings of yesteryear

built this citadel,

it was intended as the

high seat of all Thrace.

- But now Thrace is divided.

- This war has depleted our forces.

We're left with nothing but farmers

and merchants to replenish our army.

It takes every one of

us to resist Rhesus.

People think that he cannot be

killed by an ordinary mortal.

Only by a god.

Rhesus is a sorcerer.

His magic words confuse men,

bend them to his will.

He leads an army of monsters,

half horse, half human.

Centaurs?

- You've actually seen them?

- They have been seen.

Come, Hercules. Let me show you

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