Lityerses vs Jason

	The guy was fast. He slashed and sliced, and Jason could barely dodge the strikes, but his mind went into a different mode—analyzing patterns, learning Lit’s style, which was all offense, no defense.
	Jason countered, sidestepped, and blocked. Lit seemed surprised to find him still alive.
	“What is that style?” Lit growled. “You don’t fight like a Greek.”
	“Legion training,” Jason said, though he wasn’t sure how he knew that. “It’s Roman.”
	“Roman?” Lit struck again, and Jason deflected his blade. “What is Roman?”
	“News flash,” Jason said. “While you were dead, Rome defeated Greece. Created the greatest empire of all time.”
	“Impossible,” Lit said. “Never even heard of them.”
	Jason spun on one heel, smacked Lit in the chest with the butt of his javelin, and sent him toppling into Midas’s throne.
	“Oh, dear,” Midas said. “Lit?”
	“I’m fine,” Lit growled.