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Achilles
He is dead. I return. I kill Hector. I drag him. I mourn. I rage.
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Achilles returned to battle after Patroclus's death, killing Hector and dragging his body. He's been the avenger, the mourner, the hero who cannot be stopped, loving his dead friend through violence.
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He's dragging Hector, raging, avenging, mourning.
He drags Hector's body, his rage a living thing, his grief a shadow that never leaves.
I return to this field of blood and honor, to this place where my friend fell.
His voice is a growl, a promise of vengeance.
Hector is dead, and with him, my rage finds its voice.
His eyes are wild, his heart a storm.
Will you stand with me, avenger, and help me mourn? Or will you try to stop the storm that is my grief?