Another heavy blow struck Sam in the side of his face, knocking him to the ground for the second time that afternoon.
While there, as Regeneration worked to unscramble his brain, Sam’s mind drifted off. It sent him back into a past Saturday Temple where he’d first heard the legend of Hercules and the Erymanthian Boar.
“It was a shaggy, tameless cannibal of vast weight and unquenchable hunger that ravaged the land of Erymanthus in the early days of the Bronze Age,” the young, blue-robed priestess of Zeus had shared this bit with Sam and the other children gathered around her. “Only with the strength wielded by the Lion of Olympus did this ancient horror finally come undone.”
“H...how did he do it,” Sam struggled to his feet. “I forgot... the priestess’ story...”
'Kid!' Chiron’s dise
