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

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Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html The hellhound turned. It snarled at me and leaped. It would’ve clawed me to pieces, but as I fell backward, my fingers closed around a clay jar—one ofBeckendorf’s containers of Greek fire. I tossed it into the hellhound’s maw, and the creature went up in flames. I scrambled away, breathing heavily. The satyr who’d gotten trampled wasn’t moving. I rushed over to check on him, but then I heard Grover’s voice: “Percy!” A forest fire had started. Flames roared within ten feet of Juniper’s tree, and Juniper and Grover were going nuts trying to save it. Grover played a rain song on his pipes. Juniper desperately tried to beat out the flames with her green shawl, but it was only making things worse. I ran toward them, jumping past duels, weaving between the legs of giants. The nearest water was the creek, half a mile away…but I had to do something. I concentrated. There was a pull in my gut, a roar in my ears. Then a wall of water came rushing through the trees. It doused the fire, Juniper, Grover, and pretty much everything else. Grover blew a spout of water. “Thanks, Percy!” “No problem!” I ran back toward the fight, and Grover and Juniper followed. Grover had a cudgel in his hand and Juniper held a stick—like an old-fashioned whipping switch. She looked really angry, like she was going to tan somebody’s backside. Just when it seemed like the battle had balanced out again—like we might stand a chance—an unearthly shriek echoed out of the Labyrinth, a sound I had heard before. Kampêshot into the sky, her bat wings fully extended. She landed on the top of Zeus’s Fist and surveyed the carnage. Her face was filled with evil glee. The mutant animal heads growled at her waist. Snakes hissed and swirled around her legs. In her right hand she held a glittering ball of thread— Ariadne’sstring—but she popped it into a lion’s mouth at her waist and drew her curved swords. The blades glowed green with poison.Kampê screeched in triumph, and some of the campers screamed. Others tried to run and got trampled by hellhounds or giants. “DiImmortales!”Chiron yelled. He quickly aimed an arrow, butKampê seemed to sense his presence. She took flight with amazing speed, andChrion’s arrow whizzed harmlessly past her head. Tyson untangled himself from the giant whom he’d pummeled into unconsciousness. He ran at our lines, shouting,“ Stand! Do not run from her!Flight!” But then a hellhound leaped on him, and Tyson and the hound went rolling away. Kampêlanded on the Athena command tent, smashing it flat. I ran after her and found Annabeth at my side, keeping pace, her sword in her hand. “This might be it,” she said. “Could be.” “Nice fighting with you, Seaweed Brain.” “Ditto.”
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Together we leaped into the monster’s path.Kampê hissed and sliced at us. I dodged, trying to distract her, while Annabeth went in for a strike, but the monster seemed able to fight with both hands independently. She blocked Annabeth’s sword, and Annabeth had to jump back to avoid the cloud of poison. Just being near the thing was like standing in an acid fog. My eyes burned. My lungs couldn’t get enough air. I knew we couldn’t stand our ground for more than a few seconds. “Come on!” I shouted. “We need help!” But no help came. Everyone was either down, or fighting for their lives, or too scared to move forward. Three of Chiron’s arrows sprouted fromKampê’s chest, but she just roared louder. “Now!”Annabeth said. Together we charged, dodged the monster’s slashes, got inside her guard, and almost…almostmanaged to stabKampê in the chest, but a huge bear’s head lashed out from the monster’s waist, and we had to stumble backward to avoid getting bitten. Slam! My eyesight went black. The next thing I knew,Annnabeth and I were on the ground. The monster had its forelegs on our chests, holding us down. Hundreds of snakes slithered right above me, hissing like laughter.Kampê raised her green-tinged swords, and I knew Annabeth and I were out of options. Then, behind me, something howled. A wall of darkness slammed intoKampê , sending the monster sideways. And Mrs. O’Leary was standing over us, snarling and snapping atKampê . “Good girl!” said a familiar voice. Daedalus was fighting his way out of the Labyrinth, slashing down enemies left and right as he made his way toward us. Next to him was someone else—a familiar giant, much taller than theLaistrygonians , with a hundred rippling arms, each holding a huge chunk of rock. “Briares!”Tyson cried in wonder. “Hail, little brother!” Briares bellowed. “Stand firm!” And as Mrs. O’Leary leaped out of the way, the Hundred-Handed One launched a volley of boulders at Kampê . The rocks seemed to enlarge as they leftBriares’s hands. There were so many, it looked like half the earth had learned to fly. BOOOOOM! WhereKampê had stood a moment before was a mountain of boulders, almost as tall as Zeus’s Fist. The only sign that the monster had ever existed were two green sword points sticking through the cracks. A cheer went up from the campers, but our enemies weren’t done yet. One of thedracaenae yelled, “ Ssssslaythem! Kill them all orKronossss will flay you alive!” Apparently, that threat was more terrifying than we were. The giants surged forward in a last desperate attempt. One surprised Chiron with a glancing blow to the back legs, and he stumbled and fell. Six giants cried in glee and rushed forward. “No!” I screamed, but I was too far away to help.
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