Paris's jealousy

A week had passed since the deaths of Chiron, Menelaus, and Paris. In their wake, the war between the Greeks and Trojans raged on, fiercer than ever. The Trojans had anticipated their enemies to be emotionally shattered, burdened by grief and uncertainty. Yet, to their dismay, the Greeks seemed anything but weakened. If anything, their resolve had solidified, becoming a cold and calculating force that sent shivers through Trojan ranks.

Gone was the arrogance that had once characterized the Greeks—the swagger and hubris that so often preceded their downfall. In its place was a chilling determination, a gaze devoid of sentimentality, focused solely on the grim task of annihilating their foes. This unyielding resilience unnerved the Trojans. How could their enemies, battered by losses, rally with such vigor? It was infuriating, maddening even, to see them rise stronger from what should have been crippling blows.