Epimetheus died.
"Okay, moving forward."
Ben Daniels had let his men do as they please, but he gave orders. Their mission was not to play a shooting game, but to eliminate danger so that the Argo could safely cross the Sierra Nevada mountains.
Ben was first and Candy was last. Candy kicked Epimetheus' corpse.
"It was because you were slow. I wouldn't have taken it off if you were brisk."
Suddenly, Candy was grabbed by someone on either side of his waist.
"What?"
Candy was lifted vertically as it was.
"What's going on?"
Candy turned around. There was the Titan who looked like an ape with long, disheveled hair. Candy tried to scream, but his head was swallowed by the Titan's mouth. The Titan chewed Candy's skull like a piece of candy.
If any of them were familiar with painting, they would surely remember Goya's Saturn devouring his son. Candy's limbs were still twitching, but he was dead. His blood and pieces of flesh dripped from the titan's mouth, resembling juice and pulp. The Rough Riders members were nervous at the appearance of the muscular Titan, who was the opposite of Epimetheus, and raised their guns. They tried to kill the Titan with a salvo, but the Titan wasn't alone. Before they knew it, they were surrounded by several Titans.
"Fire!"
Gunshots and death screams echoed through the normally quiet virgin forest.
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The Argo Goes West
Science FictionIn 1900, creatures from Greek myth began to invade America, where the frontier line had disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt builds the Argo, a battle train and heads to the west where monsters await!
