The fight continued raging on, and at this point, after separating again, Midas had many bruises and cuts on his body, and his body's size was much smaller than previously. Seeing this, with some desperation, the Sixth called out, saying, `Midas, Stop! We've lost some strength, but so have you. We're injured but so are you. And there are seven of us, so we share our injuries equally, while there's one of you. Have you seen your size?`
`That's right, Midas, give up,` said the First. `If you surrender yourself now, we can promise you that nothing will happen to you. We will even let you go as long as we get along well enough.`
Technically they were right. Midas had lost a bit of his size, and therefore it was obvious that he was losing strength. However, they were the same too, so that's why he had no worries. He only laughed.
