Olympus

[Distant scraping of blade on whetstone]

You're making a mistake, cyclops.

You don't want to hurt me.

I'm here to help you.

If you knew who I was,

you wouldn't be doing this.

I've been sent here by Gaia, your mother,

to look for her oracle.

You can't hear a word I'm saying, can you?

Cyclops!

Whoa!

Come on!

I'm looking for the Oracle of Gaia.

Why?

To rescue her.

I'm the Oracle.

No, I am the Oracle.

No, I'm the Oracle.

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We need to change our tactics, General Dion.

The only way to break the siege is a bold counter attack!

Our men are exhausted and hungry, Majesty.

Their weapons bound together with blood and raffia.

At the moment, all they can do

is hang on for their lives.

A couple of victories would lift their spirits.

King Minos' men outnumber us ten to one.

But we're Athenians, General,

we each have the strength

of 20 Minoans.

Come back when you have a plan to break the siege

and throw King Minos back into the sea!

No more cowardly schemes

to hide men inside wooden horses.

I want something bold, something daring.

It's King Minos you should be terrorizing,

not your own men.

They've no guts.

They're loyal at least,

which is more than can be said

for most in your court.

Everyone is impatient

for you to work your magic, Medea.

There seems to be nothing inside our son

but childish dreams of eagles

and drowning old men.

The Lexicon is a riddle, indeed.

An enigma of the Gods.

But you will eventually unravel its mysteries,

and when you do,

we will only have to click our fingers,

and our enemies will be swept away.

Go on.

An eagle hovers over a lake

filled with fish, large fish,

and...

swimming among them is a man...

Who?

An old man.

I think he might be drowning.

Go on.

Don't you dare fall asleep.

Sorry, mother.

Carry on.

A drowning old man.

Looking up at the eagle.

What next?

I don't know.

I've lost it.

Are we getting closer

to solving the riddle of the lexicon inside me?

You are a wasteful, selfish boy, Lykos.

I should have eaten more figs when I was pregnant.

Go on, get out of here.

Hide down there.

Breathe...

Breathe.

Where are you going?

East,

so, uh, thank you for everything.

You've been very kind,

and brave,

a real hero,

but I must get back to my family...

You're coming with me,

to the Temple of Gaia.

Uh...

no, I'm...

I'm not the Oracle.

I just said that so you'd get me out.

Don't look at me.

I'm taking you all back.

The priest will know the right one.

Goodbye, good luck, and may the Gods clear your way.

Can we move the Arcadians from the east wall?

We would leave it too exposed, Majesty.

Majesty!

Majesty, get down!

Dear God.

This will end badly for you, Mercenary.

Really?

What do you see?

A lot of blood.

Death.

People screaming, flesh burning,

and you in the middle of it all,

stone dead,

your face as blue as your feet.

That's some vision.

I can see now why the priests want you back so badly.

It's not a vision, it's just common sense.

Once you've delivered me,

the priests will have you killed.

Why?

Do you think they want people to know

that their oracle ran away?

I'm supposed to be in a perpetual state

of divine trance.

My heart in the hands of Gaia.

And you're not?

How much did they offer you?

Look, whatever it is, I'll double it,

and...

I'll throw in a vision or two.

Wouldn't you like to know more about your future wife,

what she looks like?

Why did you run away?

The priests beat me every day.

And when I was too weak to care whether I lived or died,

they'd rape me.

You're lying.

Oracles must be virgins.

Who told you that?

The priests of Gaia.

And you believe them over me?

You've lied to me before.

I was protecting myself!

What makes you think I care what they do to you?

I know you well enough, Mercenary.

You're a good man at heart.

In fact...

you're not even a mercenary.

What am I?

Cursed.

Anything else?

Your name...

Wait, what is your name?

No.

It's your name that's cursed,

isn't it?

If I'd said it out loud,

something terrible would have happened.

I'd have burst into flames, or...

Turned to stone.

What?

You would have turned to stone.

Really?

Has that actually happened?

What if you said it?

Would you turn to stone?

I've never tried.

Very wise.

Look, now that I've proved myself to you,

will you let me go?

No.

All you've proved

is that you belong in the Temple of Gaia.

Poaching?

In my woods?

Leave the animal and go.

I am a marshal, acting for the priests of Gaia.

And this is their oracle,

so be warned.

She is protected by Poseidon and Keto,

and she carries the mark of Keres.

We'll take our chances.

Will we skin her first?

I can hear the fates gathering.

Hah! I am invisible.

I can see that.

Perhaps then you'll impress your acolyte

by being the first to charge.

I'm no acolyte!

Don't let him get to you, Theo!

Yes, take the advice of the invisible man, Theo,

and keep your distance.

Why was he within range of enemy fire?

I tried to stop him. I'm sorry, Medea.

Outside.