"Achilles, beloved of Zeus, you want me to tell youAbout the rage of Lord Apollo, the Arch-Destroyer.And I will tell you. But you have to promise me and swearYou will support me and protect me in word and deed.I have a feeling I might offend a person of some authorityAmong the Greeks, and you know how it is when a kingIs angry with an underling. He might swallow his temperFor a day, but he hold it in his heart until laterAnd it all comes out. Will you guarantee my security?"
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