THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
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He lowered his gaze. “I’m sorry I was a brat. I should’ve listened to you about Bianca.”<br />
“By the way…” I fished something out of my pocket. “Tyson found this while we were cleaning the<br />
cabin.Thought you might want it.” I held out a lead figurine of Hades—the littleMythomagic statue Nico<br />
had abandoned when he fled camp last winter.<br />
Nico hesitated. “I don’t play that game anymore. It’s for kids.”<br />
“It’s got four thousand attackpower ,” I coaxed.<br />
“Five thousand,” Nico corrected. “But only if your opponent attacks first.”<br />
I smiled. “Maybe it’s okay to still be a kid once in a while.” I tossed him the statue.<br />
Nico studied it in his palm for a few seconds,then slipped it into his pocket. “Thanks.”<br />
I put out my hand. He shook reluctantly. His hand was as cold as ice.<br />
“I’ve got a lot of things to investigate,” he said. “Some of them…Well, if I learn anything useful, I’ll let<br />
you know.”<br />
I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I nodded. “Keep in touch, Nico.”<br />
He turned and trudged off into the woods. The shadows seemed to bend toward him as he walked, like<br />
they were reaching out for his attention.<br />
A voice right behind me said, “There goes a very troubled young man.”<br />
I turned and found Dionysus standing there, still in his black suit.<br />
“Walk with me,” he said.<br />
“Where to?”I asked suspiciously.<br />
“Just to the campfire,” he said. “I was beginning to feel better, so I thought I would talk with you a bit.<br />
You always manage to annoy me.”<br />
“Uh, thanks.”<br />
We walked through the woods in silence. I noticed that Dionysus was treading on air, his polished black<br />
shoes hovering an inch off the ground. I guess he didn’t want to get dirty.<br />
“We have had many betrayals,” he said. “Things are not looking good for Olympus. Yet you and<br />
Annabeth saved this camp. I’m not sure I should thank you for that.”<br />
“It was a group effort.”<br />
He shrugged. “Regardless, I suppose it was mildly competent, what you two did. I thought you should<br />
know—it wasn’t a total loss.”