Hydra

They caught up with Hercules at the arcade downtown, holding court and pumping quarters into an old Hydra machine.
     “The girls here drive me nuts,” he boasted. “They get it into their heads somehow you might be the answer to all their problems, and who knows, maybe you will end up having a bit of fun, but you never want to get to where you’re thinking you’ve got them all figured out, because you never will.
     “So what do you do?” asked Corvus.
     “I just cut them off,” said Hercules. “Burn ’em and leave before something serious crops up.”