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[as arrows rain down on the Spartans, Astinos begins laughing hysterically
: What the hell are you laughing at? Astinos
: Well, you had to say it! Stelios
: What? Astinos
: "Fight in the shade"!
: It's an honor to die at your side. King Leonidas
: It's an honor to have lived at yours.
: A thousand nations of the Persian empire will descend upon you. Our arrows will blot out the sun! Stelios
: Then we will fight in the shade.
: I saw those ships smashed on the rocks. How can this be? Stelios
: We saw but a fraction of the monster that is Xerxes' army. Daxos
: There can be no victory here. Why do you smile? Stelios
: Arcadian, I've fought countless times, yet I've never met an adversary who could offer me what we Spartans call "A Beautiful Death." I can only hope, with all the world's warriors gathered against us, there might be one down there who's up to the task.
: We are with you, sire! For Sparta, for freedom, to the death!
: My arm! Stelios
: It's not yours, anymore.
[in the midst of the battle
: You still here? Stelios
: Somebody's gotta watch your back. Astinos
: Not now, I'm a little busy!
: I am the emissary to the ruler of all the world, the God of Gods, King of Kings, and by that authority I demand that someone show me your commander! Listen. Do you think the paltry dozen you slew scare us? These hills swarm with our scouts! And do you think your pathetic wall will do anything other than fall like a heap of dry leaves in the face of-
[he observes the wall built with dead Persian soldiers
: Our ancestors built this wall, using ancient stones from the bosom of Greece herself! And with a little Spartan help, your Persian scouts provided the mortar! Persian
] You will pay for your barbarism!
[he swings his whip at Stelios; though Stelios jumps up and slices off his arm with a sword. The Persian falls down
: My arm! Stelios
: [pointing the sword at the Persian
] It's not yours anymore!
: Go now, run along and tell your Xerxes that he faces free men here, not slaves! Do it quickly, before we decide to make our wall just a little bit bigger! Persian
: [the Persian starts chuckling
] No... not slaves.
: Your WOMEN will be slaves. Your sons your daughters, your elders will be slaves! But not you. By noon this day, you will all be dead men!