THE WOODEN CREATURE LET OUT A FRUSTRATED NEIGH AS BULLETS PUNCHED THROUGH HIS FACE, EASILY EXITING OUT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. AS THE WOOD FELL AWAY FROM THE FRACTURED CRATER WHERE HIS METICULOUSLY CARVED FACE USED TO BE IT REVELED WHAT LOOKED LIKE A LITTLE CHAMBER INSIDE HIS HEAD. IN THE SHADOWS TINY FIGURES HASTILY MOVED TO AND FRO, TINY BONFIRES WERE LIT, AND IN THE NEW LIGHT TINY GREEK SOLDIERS STEPPED FORWARD INTO THE OPENING AND AS A SINGLE UNIT RAISED THEIR BOWS. TINY FLAMING ARROWS FLEW FROM THE HOLE LIKE CUT-RATE KNOCK OFF HEAT VISION, IN SUCH VOLUME THAT THEY WOULD HAVE BLOTTED OUT THE SUN WERE THEY NOT FUN SIZED. 

THEY PEPPERED THE BULL THAT HAD KNOCKED DEADPOOL DOWN. FORTUNATELY IT WAS A NORMAL TYPE. THUS THE ATTACK WASN'T SUPER EFFECTIVE, MERELY HIDEOUSLY PAINFUL. THE GREEKS STUMBLED AS THE GOLEM HORSE STRODE FORWARD AND TOOK THE BULL BY THE HORNS, PLACING THE CREATURE IN A HEADLOCK. THE MEN INSIDE HIM BRACED FOR IMPACT AS THE GOLEM HORSE PERFORMED A SICK DDT, SLAMMING THE BEASTS HORNS INTO DEADPOOL.