Neptune, shaker of the earth, then came near to him and said, "Aeneas, what god has egged you on to this folly in fighting the son of Peleus, who is both a mightier man of valour and more beloved of heaven than you are?
Give way before him whensoever you meet him, lest you go down to the house of Hades even though fate would have it otherwise.

When Achilles is dead you may then fight among the foremost undaunted, for none other of the Achaeans shall slay you." The god left him when he had given him these instructions, and at once removed the darkness from before the eyes of Achilles, who opened them wide indeed and said in great anger, "Alas! what marvel am I now beholding?
Here is my spear upon the ground, but I see not him whom I meant to kill when I hurled it.

Of a truth Aeneas also must be under heaven's protection, although I had thought his boasting was idle.

Let him go hang; he will be in no mood to fight me further, seeing how narrowly he has missed being killed.

I will now give my orders to the Danaans and attack some other of the Trojans." He sprang forward along the line and cheered his men on as he did so.
"Let not the Trojans," he cried, "keep you at arm's length, Achaeans, but go for them and fight them man for man.