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My Priest, protect me and we'll sup together!

We're done for, O Lord Heracles.

Oh, don't!

Don't shout like that, man, and don't breathe that name.

Dionysus, then!

No, no. That's worse than the other.

Keep on the way you're going.

Come along, sir.

What is it?

Don't be afraid, sir. All goes well.

And we can say as said Hegelochus,

"Beyond these storms I catch a piece of tail!"

Empusa's gone.

Swear it.

By Zeus, she's gone!