Lots of death, huh? Personally, I'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!
No, Frank said. I'm only a centurion.Jason cursed in Latin. He means he can't control a whole legion. He's not of high enough rank.Nico swung back his black sword at another gryphon. Well, then, promo...
Frank, how did you do that? Jason yelled.Frank's head swam with pain. He forced himself not to pass out. I'm the ranking Roman officer, he said. They- uh, they don't recognize you. Sorry.Jason grimace...
Cupid said. Great, Jason said. Now he's spouting greeting card messages.
Nothing? Favonius cried. The one you care for most... plunged into Tartarus, and you still will not allow the truth?Suddenly Jason felt like he was eavedropping.
About five meters ahead, Nico was swinging his black sword with one hand, holding the scepter of Diocletian aloft with the other. He kept shouting orders at the legionnaires, but they paid him no atte...
Images flashed through his mind. He saw Nico and his sister on a snowy cliff in Maine, Percy Jackson protecting them from a manticore. Percy's sword gleamed in the dark. He'd been the first demigod Ni...
Please tell me your master isn't Aeolus.That airhead? Favonius snorted. No, of course not.He means Eros. Nico's voice turned edgy. Cupid, in Latin.Favonius smiled. Very good, Nico di Angelo. I'm glad...
Nico, you can do this, Jason said. It might be embarrassing, but it's for the scepter.Nico didn't look convinced. In fact he looked like he was going to be sick. But he squared his shoulders and nodde...
The story of Psyche finally made sense to him- why a mortal girl would be so afraid. Why would she risk breaking the rules to look the god of love in the face, because she feared he might be a monster...
Ask me again, once we defeat Gaea.