Chaos and fire reigned all around, Troy was set on fire and the Greeks massacred the inhabitants, but Achilles himself was only looking for you, the princess of Troy, and found you.

He hugged you tightly, feverishly stroked your hair and calmed you down, when suddenly your brother Paris appeared around the corner and pierced the warrior’s only weak point-the heel

Achilles groaned in short-term pain and immediately fell silent, slowly accepting his death, because he had fulfilled his main role - his name will remain in history.