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Kalibos slams down on the jagged boulders and ricochets

off, pinwheeling through the air. The grotesque figure

hits the lower rocks head-first and his neck CRUNCHES.

He slams into the dust, dead.

Perseus lands on his back, weak from the bite. When he

tries to rise, his legs are rubbery. Vidalia catches him

as he falls forward and lowers him gently, looking at the

bloody puncture wounds.

VIDALIA:

(SOOTHING)

Okay... sshh... I've got you.

A THUNDEROUS SOUND SURGES in the distance. Vidalia scans

the horizon.

DOWN BELOW:

Draco, Spyros, Amoun and the others hack away, fending

off the Lotophagi. Outnumbered, they won't last long.

The earth VIBRATES. The Lotophagi are distracted,

looking around nervously.

Over a rise stampede SCORPIOCHS, rhino-sized scorpions.

Riding them, DJINN RAIDERS, flowing black silk masking

all but their blue eyes.

They lay into the Lotophagi. The Scorpiochs skewer the

beasts with HUGE PINCERS. The Djinn use flashing

SCIMITARS to cut them down.

ATOP THE ROCKS:

in Vidalia's arms, the fading Perseus watches as the

Djinn turn and surround the Expedition members, closing

in.

PERSEUS:

Vidalia... we need to help them...

He blacks out. Vidalia cranes to look over the edge of

the cliff where Kalibos fell. She is mystified by what

SHE SEES:

The deformed monster Kalibos is gone. In his place, neck

broken, lies a handsome, aging noble, finally at peace --

King Acrisius.

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EXT. SIROQUE MOUNTAINS - DJINN CARAVAN - NIGHT

A STRING OF LIGHTS, each a lantern hanging from a

Scorpioch's tail. The Expedition members ride on the

Scorpioch with the Djinn. Some of the huge scorpions

carry small box/rooms (palanquins) on their backs.

INT. PALANQUIN - NIGHT

Perseus lies sprawled on cushions, unconscious. Vidalia

replaces the dressing on his bite wound. Knowing he

cannot hear her --

VIDALIA:

To save me, you risked everything

-- your mission, your friends...

the fate of multitudes. Men need

better judgment in the one who is

meant to lead them...

No longer able to lecture, she regards him with love.

TENDERLY --

VIDALIA:

You shouldn't have risked your

life for me. It is a waste to

save me when I'll be gone so soon.

She strokes his hair and kisses his forehead.

VIDALIA:

Thank you for your reckless

disregard. Thank you, Perseus...

Vidalia holds her palm above the floor and mutters a

quick incantation. A small shoot APPEARS and SPROUTS FAT

PODS. Vidalia squeezes the salve from a pod and covers

Perseus' wound.

The wound bulges, then squirms deeper into Perseus.

Perseus shoots up, clutching his chest. Vidalia gently

lays him down.

Perseus gags. A VIPER WRIGGLES from his throat and

slithers away with the fat lump of infection in its

stomach.

VIDALIA:

The poison is gone now.

PERSEUS:

Where... Where are we? The

DJINN --

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VIDALIA:

In the Djinn caravan. They're

escorting us to the Skolothian

border.

PERSEUS:

But I thought the Djinn...

VIDALIA .

We all did. But their leader,

Shaikh Suleiman, has some special

interest in you.

(off his confusion)

Just sleep.

She waves her palm over his face, and he does sleep.

EXT. CLEON LEGION BIVOUAC - DAY

Surviving Lotophagi chew on the bones of the fallen. One

reaches hungrily for an Alkali Lotus in the sand, but

suddenly the petals blacken and curl. The creature,

spooked, sniffs the air.

All at once, the Lotophagi age years in seconds and keel

over, dead. The cause: Set the Void glides over,

surveying the battlefield.

EXT. VILLAGES IN SKOLOTHIA - DAY

The Expedition rides through a war-ravaged village of

stucco and thatch. DOORS and SHUTTERS CREAK shut as they

pass, UNSEEN INHABITANTS skitter about.

SUPERIMPOSE:
FRONTIER OF SKOLOTHIA... 15 DAYS REMAINING

DRACO:

The Skolothians have suffered more

than their share in this war. The

Legions of the Gods have battered

them.

SPYROS:

It's no wonder they shy away from

all strangers.

Perseus looks ahead, where the Expedition is parting

company with the Djinn Raiders. only one of the Djinn is

staying -- SHAIKH SULEIMAN, a veiled priest.

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