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Iolaus dropped to his hands, kicking out with his feet and catching the barbarian under his chin, felling him like a tree. He continued his flip, landing behind Jason in time to cold-cock the one about to run him through the back with a sword.
Jason grinned at him over his shoulder and continued fighting.
A shout from Hercules and Iolaus leapt for him, hands outstretched to link firmly with his. Herc lifted him with ease, twirling and letting Iolaus's feet finish the few remaining attackers. He slowed and Iolaus sank to the ground, grinning broadly.
Hercules wrapped an arm around them both and laughed for the pleasure of it, drawing a smile from Jason and a poke in the ribs from Iolaus.