How have the wise fallen to such foolishness? I want to save them, all of them. I cry for my people in the blight of their struggles. Why must I fight such a battle, have the gods struck me down for being righteous? Creon should tell us the truth and all will be well, we must find the truth and nothing but the truth. How could I be the problem of my city when I myself have saved it? I have saved Thebes from the gods before and I will do it again.

 

 

How dares Teriausus accuse me of murder? I can’t be the one hunting myself, such vile misfortune could never strike a king, nonetheless a righteous leader as I.