Briareos used what hate she seethed to pull himself to his feet after struggling to get back onto level ground. She fired again and he was certain this one had been for him. He realized after Poseidon groaned and the ringing in his ears stopped it had been another hit to the other. She missed again, this time getting his leg. When she cocked it again Briareos intervened not really sure why. He was just grateful to not be down that hole, and the furies were sure to come with a similar fate.
"They'll kill you," he said. He stood by what he'd said before. He wasn't there to destroy her. Not like her father, though she could argue in the past he'd been as awful---but Briareos had never intentionally set out to hurt for sport. He did it to survive.