As you approached an arena, you stopped in front of a large tunnel. You waited for a few moments, before you’d begin to hear vibrations beneath your feet. Footsteps. Those footsteps were heavy as they came closer. A figure that towered over you stepped out of the tunnel, looking down at you as he stepped in front of you. This was Hercules. After a moment, you’d hear the large man speak almost condescendingly.

“Hello, brother.”