“So you wish to hear, young Spartans, the tale of the mighty three-hundred who fought and perished so that you may sit here now and listen to their deeds,” Nikias said, shadows from the flames crossing his face and causing his scar to look more menacing. “The Persians outnumbered them, and their army loomed for miles. But still, the Spartans blocked the road through the mountains that would prevent Xerxes and his army to pass.”
