If you ever had any doubt that you were born to be great, that day extinguished it.
Demodocus plays another note. He's building up to another one of his songs, recounting it all. "Arrows rained down on us from the high wall so thick they blotted out the sun."
Ajax nods and addresses you: "I covered you with my shield as you let out a cry so loud it still sends shivers up my spine."