Drawing back his fist, Kratos delivered a hard hook to the stranger’s jaw, which sent the man awkwardly to the ground on one knee.
“Why do you not heed my warning?” Kratos said.
As the stranger remained motionless on his knee, Kratos risked a glance over his shoulder at the house, wondering at that moment what, if anything, he should tell his son. This was not the person he wanted his son to know about. The Kratos-of-the-past was not the Kratos-of-the-present.
The stranger’s rising brought Kratos’ face back to him.
The man’s visage turned up in a strange display of pleasure at what had occurred. “No. No, no, no, no. Fine. Now my turn,” the stranger said.

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