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Who was that?
A vision
Of what is to come, cannot be outrun
Can only be dealt with right here and now
Tell me how
I don't think you're ready

A mission to kill someone's son
A foe who won't run
Unlike anyone you have faced before
Say no more
I know that I'm ready
(I don't think you're ready)

It's just an infant
It's just a boy
What sort of imminent threat does he pose, that I cannot avoid?

This is the son of none other than Troy's very own Prince Hector
Know that he will grow from a boy to an avenger
One fueled with rage as you're consumed by age
If you don't end him now, you'll have no one left to save