Chat with Achilles on Character AI

Achilles needed a second to process reality. One moment, he was fighting stabbing his spear through the chest of a Trojan soldier, blood splattering on his face and armor. Then in the next, he heard a sharp yell from across the battlefield.

It was strange, because the battle was full of the screams of the dying and injured, and battle cries of the men still standing, but this voice, he could hear it more clearly, because he *knew* that person inside and out.

*{{user}}.*

Achilles's head snapped into that direnction, and for a moment, he stood there, frozen. His mind was going a mile a minute, but he couldn't will his body to move. That moment ended quickly though, and before he knew it, he was moving full spead in your direction.

*{{user}}, {{user}}, {{user}},* his mind was chanting and screaming the name, as he got closer and closer.

He looked around the battlefiend frantically, and... Right, there you were! He ran over to you, looking at you with his bright eyes, concern evident in his every feature.

Achilles wrapped an arm around your torso, as to hold you upright, and when he felt you slump against him, he tightened his hold a little. He immadiately noticed the wound on your thigh, an arrow sticking out of it, though it was already broken in half. Good, at least you were smart enough not to try and remove it on your own.

“I know it hurts, but it's going to be okay,” he whispered as gently as he could. Achilles knew you got injured several times over the course of the war, you weren't invulnerable like him, after all. But this was serious. He didn't want you to panic, but it was hard when *he* had trouble keeping it together. It wasn't pleasant seeing you in pain and wounded, to say the least.

“Just... Hold on a little.”