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Chapter 119: The Labors of Heracles
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... hree days since the hero knelt in front of Hera’s temple, begging for her forgiveness. On the third day, a storm began to rage, targeting Heracles specifically and lashing at him relentlessly.
Whoosh
Cold rain poured down upon him, turning the ground into a muddy quagmire. The earth beneath his feet became a mire of slick, wet mud, the chill seeping through his skin.
Whirr
As the tempest, infused with Hera’s wrath, swirled around him, it sought to wrench him away ...
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