Stone stopped in his tracks and looked at the new arrivals.
"What? You want to take care of this yourselves? You would like that, wouldn't you?
Typical of Olympians. Thinking that you can do whatever you want and get away with it. Newsflash assholes, it doesn't work that way every time. Sometimes, payback comes and bites you in your velvet asses.
This time I am that payback and you can't do jack shit about it."
Christos gritted his teeth as he came close to Stone.
He looked him in the eyes and spoke.
"I dug up some information about you. You are a nobody. You shouldn't be making such claims. You were a fucking slave. You are only suitable for wearing a collar and carrying stone around in the dark tunnels of the mines.
Eat when you were given something, shit when you were told you can do it.
That is the only suitable life.
