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THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.

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soldiers.<br />

“I am the son of Hades,” Nico insisted. “Be gone!”<br />

Minos laughed. “You have no power over me. I am the lord of spirits!The ghost king!”<br />

“<strong>No</strong>.” Nico drew his sword. “Iam.”<br />

He stabbed his black blade into the floor, and it cleaved through the stone like butter.<br />

“Never!”Minos’sform rippled. “I will not—”<br />

The ground rumbled. The windows cracked and shattered to pieces, letting in a blast of fresh air. A<br />

fissure opened in the stone floor of the workshop, and Minos and all his spirits were sucked into the void<br />

with a horrible wail.<br />

The bad news: the fight was still going on all around us, and I let myself get distracted. Kelli pounced on<br />

me so fast I had no time to defend myself. My sword skittered away and I hit my head hard on a<br />

worktable as I fell. My eyesight went fuzzy. I couldn’t raise my arms.<br />

Kelli laughed. “You will taste wonderful!”<br />

She bared her fangs. Then suddenly her body went rigid. Her red eyes widened. She gasped,<br />

“<strong>No</strong>…school…spirit…”<br />

And Annabeth took her knife out of theempousa’s back. With an awful screech, Kelli dissolved into<br />

yellow vapor.<br />

Annabeth helped me up. I still felt dizzy, but we had no time to lose. Mrs. O’Leary and Daedalus were<br />

still locked in combat with the giants, and I could hear shouting in the tunnel. More monsters were coming<br />

toward the workshop.<br />

“We have to help Daedalus!” I said.<br />

“<strong>No</strong> time,” Rachel said.“Too many coming!”<br />

She’d already fitted herself with wings and was working on Nico, who looked pale and sweaty from his<br />

struggle with Minos. The wings grafted instantly to his back and arms.<br />

“<strong>No</strong>w you!” she told me.<br />

In seconds, Nico, Annabeth, Rachel, and I had fitted ourselves with coppery wings. Already I could feel<br />

myself being lifted by the wind coming through the window. Greek fire was burning the tables and<br />

furniture, spreading up the circular stairs.<br />

“Daedalus!”I yelled. “Come on!”<br />

He was cut in a hundred places—but he was bleeding golden oil instead of blood. He’d found his sword<br />

and was using part of a smashed table as a shield against the giants. “I won’t leave Mrs. O’Leary!” he<br />

said. “Go!”

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