Boiling in Your Blood

When a shell goes off, men crumple and tear like delicate silks. They bleed, they scream, and no demigod in distant myth is immune to that. Myths are simply the paper they're put on, the people that remember to recite them. Paper and people do not stand against things like shells.Ron was still frighteningly human in the sense that the force of a shell knocked most men on their asses if they were lucky. If they weren't lucky, it was the tearing horror of shrapnel that brought them to their knees. Those things didn't happen to the strange mythical creatures that haunt a battlefield.