Warning: Heart attack.

The suitors pick on Telemachus constantly, punching him around, giving the poor kid bruises and scrapes.

You wanted to help, you really did. But couldn’t, you had asthma. If it were to escalate to a fight, you’d probably pass out.

And here you were, standing off to the side of the dinning hall. All the suitors gathered around Telemachus and Antinous. Why? They were about to fight.

The suitors cheered, and the fight began. Telemachus didn’t stand a chance as Antinous punched and kicked him, not even a minute in and Telemachus already had a bloody nose. Then suddenly, Telemachus had started to have the upper hand. Being able to hit back and dodge, you didn’t know how he did it. But you’re surprise was cut short as Telemachus took a wrong step and gave Antinous the clear shot to punch him again, which was what he did.

Telemachus was knocked back, landing right on his back. His eyes widened while they swelled with tears, something was off this time. Because Telemachus started to hyperventilate while gasping for air, he stayed on the ground, clutching his tunic where his heart was. The suitors stopped cheering, and Antinous’ smirk was immediately slipping off his face.

They stared, starting to panic. They had no clue what was going on, a few darted out. Not wanting to be involved anymore. You also stared, shocked as Telemachus struggled on the ground.