Hercules was staring into the distance.His skin seemed to be  hard like metal or tough leather. He was twice as huge as a normal man.
His hair was as dark as the shadows of the death.Hercule’s thick ,blood covered hair wrapped around him like a cloak.He was a ferocious, bold man whith  mammoth shoulders ,a savage blood curdeling face  and eyes that  seemed to glow with shadows of twilight.His knuckles were like rocks .There was something odd about him. Perhaps it was that he looked as if he would strike you to death with just one blow.He was a conspicously  sorowful character. His features were striking. Hercules was unstopable.He was a warrior.