[The struggle of being of Ancient Greece is that he has no idea what a lot of words mean. But the boon then is that a lot of these strange words derive from his native tongue and so at least some sense of the meaning makes it through the magical translators: an addition. As he puzzles over the curious sight, he speaks his awe.]

I see now why you declared it the impossible challenge. To have grey iron in place of soft flesh - such a thing I have never seen!

I stand by my choice to wrestle first with my spear arm, thus setting myself against your arm of flesh, but not because I fear losing to the great strength of your iron hand - for were I to conquer the impossible challenge first, then what fun would there be in continuing our contest?