You had to, didn't you?
Great. A day or two of dragging a pig-headed king over mountains. I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore!

Dammit!

*1 day later*

You and the person guiding you, (who, by the way, you still haven't asked what his name might be) have collapsed in exhaustion. Eurystheus escaped, and has ordered his troops to destroy you. Good on you.


Exit