Hector, Petroclus, Achilles, and the Trojans

Achilles' dear friend was stunned. His helmet flew off, going under his horse's hooves. A Trojan fighter speared Petroclus between the shoulder blades and he went down. Then Hector approached him. It had been stupid for Petroclus to think he could take the city walls,. The Trojans wouldn't fall so easily. The vultures would eat Petroclus raw. Well and fine, Petroclus said, his life fading before his eyes. But Hector hadn't beaten him. He could have taken twenty hectares, but Apollo had given Hector divine aid. Oh, and there was one more thing Hector hadn't thought of. One tiny little detail. This word was Petro