Argo laughed as he landed. This was the most fun he'd had without a woman in ages!
The club smacked into him, knocking him down, but with a mighty laugh, he pushed back, getting up again.
"So thou doth desire more of the Gift of Battle, foul beast? Then the Son of Hercules shall oblige thee!'
He flexed his powerful legs and launched himself at the Cyclops.
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