"Menelaus came back to find Helen gone, he called upon Greece to help him"
The Trojan army poured out of the city. They took their places across the plain, one army facing the other army.
And there in the Greek army was Menelaus, red-haired Menelaus, king of Sparta. And whenhe saw Paris, when he saw the man he hated above all others, when he heard the voice of theman who had stolen his wife, he began to tremble with fury
He threw down his spear and his helmet and his shield, and he raised both arms and he said, “My brother, Paris, will fight Menelaus, and whoever wins the fight will take Helen and all the treasures of Sparta, and you Greeks can return to your ships.
Paris threw his spear first. Menelaus dodged it easily and, with a whispered prayer, he threw his own. And his aim was true. Paris was lifted off his feet. He flew backwards. He fell with a crash and a cloud of dust. The spear had broken through his shield, through his breastplate and grazed the skin of his chest.
A fog fell over the field of battle. He could see nothing, no one. He lifted up the helmet. The chinstrap had snapped! The helmet was empty. Parishad vanished!