The black humanly feared death, the beautiful death heroically sought. Death that is the end of everything and that deserves respect.

Achilles will cry with Priam, the enemy king. They will cry together, one the body of the friend Patroclus, the other the body of the son, Hector.

The war will resume, Troy will be razed to the ground, but for a moment death requires a truce to celebrate the funeral of Ettore, horse tamer.