Tang San: Atreus, if you surrender, I can make you my brother and we'll ascend to the heavens together. Atreus: I have tasted the malice of the gods, and I will never believe sweet words again! Tang San: Inflexible, I shall represent justice and strike down your head! Atreus: I will fight to the death, until my spear falls to the ground, and I fall. Even so, I remain undefeated, spitting blood at the enemy! Tang San: I can kill you once, I can kill you a thousand, ten thousand times! Atreus: You once slew a god, but now, you face a mortal! ... Atreus: Tang San, though you are revered as a god, your cries when you die will not even cover the howling wind. The gods are dead, mortals remain!